I bring you chocolate
dark and sweet
planting its
kiss
in your mouth; it melts
inside
exploding upon your lips
sweet ambrosia
enveloping
to your Netherlands.
I smell it
in your exhaling breath
your chocolate quiverings my tongue
sweeping downward
warming in
your seething
gasps
reacting to your mouth’s openings
and I gather all
fall
into
that space
lovers make
on Valentine’s Day
reminding me
why we choose we
over merely
you or me.
Take please
my chocolate
give me
please
your quiverings
as we pluck
from
the heart-shaped
chocolate
box
and
spiral
away
on this Valentine's
Day
renewed.
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Whew...
Well done...
Well done.