Oh, how I love you:
I like to taste your sweetness
and feel you upon my lips,
I like to bite and chew you.
Sometimes, I choose your dark good looks,
Others, your milky whiteness,
You are my delicious treat –
My comfort, my reward.
I love you best
when I can’t have you,
when you are barred from me.
Sometimes, I break you into pieces
and share you with a friend.
Then, I clean my teeth.
aplaceforpoetry 
love this — chocolate that decadent devious treat. yum Such a temptation
Yes, and it comes right in the middle of the post Christmas shape recovery effort – how cruel