CocoaCasanovaA Story by Sami KhalilThe secret is out,men!CoacoaCasanova……………By Sami Khalil The secret is out, men! He funneled sweet words in women’s ears! With eloquence, melted
their hearts. By fire, he burned their souls. Incomparable and fortunate,
Casanova was a peddler of illicit love. He fine-tuned the art of hypnotic
charming, ravaging his willing hosts. Those ladies, whom were in loveless prisons, deserved their
desires, even out of insignificant vocabulary. For some agonized over
enchantment’s lack, while others thirsted for love potions in the field of
longing. It was approaching Valentine’s Day, and a husband was devouring
a book after another on Casanova and his secrets of love. Having had marital
problems, and his wife enduring them all, but left it to privacy, tied like an
animal leech, from friends and family. He inveighed against his close friends,
who had wonderful marriages, or so it seemed. Now, he did not want to be the
embodiment of sinful relationships, like his hero of passion and grotesque, but
needed to please her, changing the hues of love flames. He feared divorce, and
spazzed out many times. After thorough studies, he finally found the secret of
Casanova. Dancing to the drum of morning ecstasy that quenches lover’s souls, he
was filled with make-believe faith, went out to “The Fresh Market “and bought
cans upon cans of cocoa. It was like a divine rapture of sorts, for Casanova
used to gulp a large mug of it, before embarking on his nightly escapades. With comforting hands, the husband started drinking two, three,
four mugs at a time until the tenth one, to beat that historic lover in his own
game, unlocking all the emotional reveries. His wife noticed a sudden change,
like learning how to play the guitar anew, or just a stroke of panoramic
serendipity. But taboos are like dark shadows, if taken in excess,
silently wait for the moonlight to cast firm glances on calm waters, then causing
ripple effects, muddying visions. For a while later, this husband became the
prey that couldn't be subdued, splaying the limits of ‘Mother Nature’ to accost
doubt in wrestling sweet death. Unfortunately, he had a massive heart attack, and was pronounced
dead! With reverence and sorrow, they buried him in the family
plot, while his wife, torn to pieces, blamed Casanova when she found out what was
it all about. She had a special epitaph made for him with these words: Here lies CocoaCasanova. No doubts are in love, but plenty
in sex. May he rest in peace. © 2018 Sami KhalilReviews
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