I came across this work recently...
and thought it might be appreciated.
written by Ayngel Adaams
I stand silently relishing its weight in my hand
before lifting it towards my mouth.
I pause as it brushes my lips, needing to say no,
but I’ve already come too far.
My mouth is flooded with liquid anticipation,
guilty pleasure consuming me.
Slowly I allow it to slide into my mouth where
it comes to rest gently on my tongue.
Still I hold it there until
I can stand it no more.
Silky and velvet smooth, its firmness
surrendering to the warmth of my mouth.
Conforming first to my tongue then
slowly sliding down my throat.
I'll start my diet tomorrow...
(The title of this piece is Sensual Chocolate.
I would have told you sooner,
but wanted to see where your mind went
as you read the words...so where did it go?
Hmmmmm?)
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