Hot chocolateA Poem by fattycbreezy52My love for something abstract explained in a way which your grand daughters also would not think of:D (no offence)
Fumes coming off that intricate vessel with some tiny perforations tickle my senses
Making them oscillate like a pendulum, going to and fro. Brown is the colour I would die for. His eyes were that pure brown. His hair had the crispness of chocolate brown, A chocolate he was, melting in that juxtaposed sun, shining above, tantalizing him by offering its every possible ray. It shined upon him from different angles and enhanced the chocolate he embodied. I could suck those drops coming out of his burnt body, And whip that chocolate trying to make that thicker and concentrated thing, a bit like a paste. A mug would have been too conventional to carry his chocolate like blood. Afterall, a vessel cannot just compare something immeasurable in concrete terms. But he was not abstract His blood was dark . As dark as a dark chocolate which I would refurbish with cashewnuts and almonds and refrigerate till it cools down intensely. The roll of that piece upon my tongue and the nasty gambol with the tip of my tongue would melt it incessantly. Had we not seen Charlie and the Chocolate factory, I would have started my own chocolate factory. I would have sculpted his every chocolate detail with the delicacy of my own artistic hands I would choose him over thousands of those Wonka bars. He would pour down his choco lava upon thousands of those girls who fantasize about bathing in a chocolate fountain. There would be no lumps and no creases! Concentration would soothe and send your tongue on a holiday. Your remaining senses would do the work of your tongue and devour his every bits and pieces ,until you crunch him, harder and harder. Your chocolate -laiden moist fingers would be sucked by me, turn by turn And you would just close your eyes and say "This is heaven" © 2015 fattycbreezy52Author's Note
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6 Reviews Added on May 22, 2015 Last Updated on May 22, 2015 Authorfattycbreezy52AboutMusic,dancing,singing,acting,dubbing,writing and playing with voices are my areas of specialization/existence. Being a Literature student,my love for Keats,Coleridge and Blake led me all the way to t.. more..Writing
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