SWEET TOOTH

Silky, sinewy, calorie-laden mystery
Possessive, excessive…did I mention expensive?
Oh yes: quality costs, like every vice
And this one’s always worth the price!
No matter how much my mind wants to let go,
My body knows…
My desire’s as lustful as it can get,
‘cause I’m a woman who’s GOT
to have her chocolate!

Not Bakers or Snickers,
and definitely not Goobers!
I need a Chunky hunk on which to glut,
One with heart, soul and BIG nuts
Dripping, gripping me by every orifice,
enticing me to deploy bites and licks
to get my fix.
An original, yet almost royal personage; just see
The myriad of pleasure that always comes to me!

Sometimes it’s sweet; pure and milky smooth.
One lick, and euphoric comfort washes over
Like Marvin, swooning for his “Distant Lover”.
Take a nibble, and its essence lingers patiently
Waiting to be summoned to indulge me further.

Sometimes it’s nasty: dark and potent
With its cool, fluid nectar hidden well
behind its THICK coating…!
Hard and raunchy as Prince in ’99,
Licks won’t do this time…
I bite down, and it oozes forth
All too soon…
Impatient to drown me in his flavor,
Coating my fingers, chin and tongue as if to say,
“That’s for now; the best is for later.”

But there’s never a ‘later’; my illicit sweet
Holds me firmly in the now,
makes me embrace the sight,
The scent, touch and taste
Of our moment made true…
Lets me believe my cares can float away,
Banished by his gloriously fragrant heat
As he begins to melt all over me,
Dissolves my own wrappings and
Embraces me…lovingly…

My sinful confection, my ethereal connection
Pours into my waiting lips, fills my creamy
Caramel center almost to overflowing,
His flood becomes a trickle…
I breathe in his wicked odor,
I taste his scent; musky and tart,
Undeniable, unavoidable…
And I beg, I plead to be released
From this torture…
Appease my hunger!
And with a shudder,
our barriers finally shatter.
I cry out as my center gushes over!
From my toes to my head,
I am covered by his liquid. Made slick and molten as his substance surrounds me...
And finally grounds me
from the high of our moment.
One last kiss on my tongue, and he melts away…
And though I know it must be this way,
My fingertips bear traces
of his succulent presence,
And makes me wish he would stay.

Whatever made me worthy
To receive such flavor
I will always savor,
And to take such risk for my creamery bliss
Is a chance that I will not waste…
So don’t fade away; just come back my way
And PLEASE let me get my taste!

(c)February, 2002