Oh, my sweet delectable seasonal treat,
How good you are to me in those frosty, chilled times of the year
With your color dark with the cocoa of your being,
And your clothes a glistening milk white against the pale peach of my skin.
Delightfully, I savor your warmth and take it into myself,
Heating my cold surface against yours
And allowing us to fight the cool air together
For just a bit longer than we would apart.
A faint breath reveals your sweet scent,
Which stirs a monstrous craving within me.
A craving that drives me with the desire to take you into myself
And consume you whole.
With a gentle touch, I taste of your richness
And savoring your extreme warmth upon my tongue,
Letting it swirl and excite my desire for more with
The intoxication of your sweetness.
Curled up in the deep winter night,
Within my cocoon of wool and cotton,
I stay comfortably warm with you,
My cherished hot chocolate.














Comments
*must eventually steal this for an original comic that it would suit terribly well*
I love androgyny (in humans and poems, apparently)
Eeheehee.
Vague, would probably be the correct word. *mistook this for erotica at first, as well*
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My Id and Superego take the forms of Megatron and Optimus Prime.
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