__________by YH/HP

I am dreaming of chocolate, oh so divine.
Not the type to be wrapped in some foil wrapper,
But the wrapper that is my mind.
You see, these days it's all in my head.
I remember too well when it was shared in bed.
Curves in all the places.
Sweet to the taste.
Nothing but sheer ecstasy all over my face.
That was then, and this is now.
I suck my teeth to consume the reminisce.
It's funny how after so long,
In the right moment,
I'd swear I could still taste. . .

Sweet caramel milk chocolate,
Standing 5 feet something
With the color of sensual gleaming from my eyes.
I know soon the preparation of an encounter streams down my thighs.
It's hot and I hope my chocolate will melt in mouth and my hand.

What I wouldn't give to be that wrapper right now.

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