Chocolate coated caramel perfection
The many shades of me
I was invited to a fabulously flamboyant masquerade ball
I came accompanied by Le Chocolat, Frozen haute, Swarovski
Studded, The Golden Speckled and Knipschildt. Chocolates
Of the most extreme varieties extraordinaire, I might add
The hosts had spared no expense, oh my! What extravagance
By all the Gods upon Olympus, what a most alluring sight
A special place had been assigned for me, a lovely golden fountain
Tell us about yourself, someone cooed. They all seemed a little too
Immersed in the quality, style and taste of my hues, tones and texture
Being most delighted to oblige an audience so entertaining
I described to them the inner peace of living within my skin
"I am made of pure unadulterated dark Chocolate", said I
"My tears flow in cascading waterfalls of sweetness
Bon bons, Fondants, toffee and caramel swirl at my feet
In my dreams, I flow like a raging river of everlasting brown shades
The deeper I dive, the more I discover the hidden depths within me
I am, you see; a black Goddess content, happy in my own skin
I possess hidden depths, so complex, I may just cause you vertigo"
"My dear I love your absolute vivaciousness, your panache". Hera laughed
"How delectably delicious", purred Athena, "I just might take a bite"
"I too, am contemplating chocolate's many virtues, by the Gods she looks
So absolutely stunning, vibrant and vividly eye-catching, pure eye candy"
Goodness, I blushed, Thor was certainly in his element tonight, oh my!
Heimdall, that gorgeous black skinned God, Gatekeeper of the entire realm
Made my heart throb ever so loudly within my breast, I could not breathe
He just stood there quietly, feral fire in his eyes burning holes in my soul
My chocolate feet all but melted, his gaze purely devouring and lethal
Sif and the warriors three came close to peer and sample my fare
Their eager hands reaching out, clawing at my dripping, melting goodness
Loki, that bad boy of all the Gods. Well, he just glowered and growled
I didn't care. The Gods, they all loved me, admired me, praised me
But wait,....what is happening...why are they all converging upon me?
They bite, the tear, they rip, they are positively devouring me. Stop!
Stay away from me. Stop. They just could not help themselves
I am perfection wrapped in rich dark chocolate and caramel
Did I not say so?
Not even the Gods can resist my sweetness, allure and many flavors
Alas! I am no more.
About the Creator
Novel Allen
You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. (Maya Angelou). Genuine accomplishment is not about financial gain, but about dedicating oneself to activities that bring joy and fulfillment.


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