Sweet and dark; the memories stir desire
For lips pressed hard against a taste divine.
Wicked pleasures hidden will inspire
Remorseless acts beyond safe passion’s line.
Your sensuous curves bring pleasure to my eye.
I slowly reach against all cautious thought
As though another hungered here, not I.
As though I’m forced to touch a thing not sought.
Your garb falls free beneath my fingers’ press.
I peel your wrapping off with tender caring
Committed now, I fear, till final rest,
I thrust you in with full, abandoned daring.
You melt within my hotly-tongued embrace—
My blessed chocolate, kissed with Hershey’s grace.
