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The sweetness.
The overwhelming rush of pleasure.
Nestled between the white cream and semi-hardened fudge, something drugs you.
You don't know what it is, so you dig deeper.
More.
The brain is crying for it, throwing out the common sense.
So the spoon clears off the plate, with your sigh of contentment.
Until the craving starts again.
More, more.
The small morsels licked off your fingers, the romantic intoxication.
It should be your blood, you vampirous creature.
The sweetness.
It's drove you completely mad, demanding the steady flow of bittersweet affections.
The world swirls into a white and brown blur, wrapping you inside it,
ironically placing you back inside the velet-cushioned heart-shaped box you retrieved it from.
Only to picked up with by another soon-to-be victim...
~Chocolate Death.
Prose by teh +AC+
 Orange Affair · Sat Mar 17, 2007 @ 03:40am · 1 Comments |
