a trail of chocolate footsteps
weaves its way from the lawn
to my bedroom.
you melt into the sheets,
and your fingers slide sweetly
across my chest.
your embrace is so tender
and so complete
that i disappear within it.
when you fall asleep,
i slip from your arms
proud, and graceful.
standing naked
in front of open windows
the breeze nuzzles me:
it knows
that i smell
of chocolate.
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