Hhhhmmm… Chocolate Statue… let me taste your shade – white, milk or plain
Feel my caress as I wonder where to take the first bite
Will you melt in my mouth like Galaxy or Kit-Kat?
Let me wonder about your make up - your ingredients
What makes your flavour what it is?
Hhhhmmm… Chocolate Statue… should I just admire your stance?
Your position, your coolness?
View you in your original glory?
Before I influence your existence forever…
With a taste from my lips?
Hhhhmmm… Chocolate Statue… what form will you take after my first bite?
Will you still have your crisp shell with a mysterious centre?
That I don’t know if it’s hard or soft?
Just waiting for me to break open and explore…
Will there still be something left or will you be all gone?
Hhhhmmm… Chocolate Statue… I think I need to leave you alone
You’d go straight to my lips, my hips, my breasts
I think I’d enjoy you too much for it to be a good thing
Sometimes the best things aren’t always good for you
You can’t deny the satisfaction as you indulge...
But I am a woman who loves to indulge… her chocolate fantasy…
©2nd July 2006 Written By Angela Edgar
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