You lay innocently on the shelf wrapped in shiny gold foil
Stealing my unguarded heart from afar
Even though you will put my mind in a toil
Maybe even my health's course you may mar
I shall choose to eat you anyways
Since your dark chocolate covering caramel nougat
Will take their consequences upon me much later in this day
But for now these thoughts I will forget
Instead I will eat you on my own sweet time
Whilst I sit on my behind letting my mind ponder
Your sensuality that is perfectly sublime
As my passing thoughts wander
For on this night you and my tongue shall meet
So it can taste your sweet sumptuous treat
Is candy a metaphor for you needing to get laid?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sure sounds that way to me. Gregory