The seeping sugary magma flow
escapes this chocolate volcano.
It’s soft grittiness, flushed against my cheek,
teases my tongue for another taste.
A cool glass of milk
washes down the grains
of yet, another glorious bite.
The seeping sugary magma flow
escapes this chocolate volcano.
It’s soft grittiness, flushed against my cheek,
teases my tongue for another taste.
A cool glass of milk
washes down the grains
of yet, another glorious bite.
I was waiting for another of these. Magnifico
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It made me hungry writing this
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Not surprused. You know you are costing me money don’t you! Keep having to go out and buy this stuff. Seriously though, I do love the idea. Hope you do get them all into a book. I reckon it would sell well. A very original idea.
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Haha! Nah, I think I’ll save the book for another day and just enjoy talking about food with others.
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Great udea. Nut I will have to save up now, before reading another of your poems
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I’m doing the same 😦
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Ha ha
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