like a ghirardelli midnight reverie
when our senses meet
you leave me with a proper pain of taste
the ephemera of sweet replaced
by the bitter and poignant
that sting a long while until memory recedes
and i end up craving once again
your eighty six percent cacao square
naturally//
sunday 06 november 2011
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