A good dark chocolate,
Not the cheap Hershey’s kind
A really good… dark… chocolate…
The kind that pauses a moment
Before melting slowly away
It’s never-sweet taste full, dark,
Mysterious as the depths of a soul
The chocolate melts away
Leaving behind only bitterness
Flooding every corner of your mouth.
Bitter as a lover’s angry words
When they’ve done you wrong,
But you feel guilty anyway…
A good dark chocolate…
Is smooth and strong
Like sex at three in the afternoon
When you’ve got no responsibilities.
But, like sex, it’s over too soon,
Nothing but a bitter memory.