Thank You
You are the gold that once embraced my chocolate
My fingers have smoothed you to a fine, fine sheen
Caressed away your deepest, wrinkled thoughts
And stolen your perfume of hazelnut and almond.
Yet through all this, you retain a certain roundness
In memorandum, perhaps, of the treat you enshrined.
I have eaten it. It was most pleasing to my tongue
And the hollow sound of your tearing and rending
Is chocolate to my ear
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