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Suggested prompt...
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Write a poem with a chocolate theme.
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I walk into the house
And I know mom is here;
Chocolate chip cookies
Are baking, it is clear.
Some are in the oven,
Others on the table;
I stuff them in my mouth -
Forget reading labels!
There is no need to ask,
I know what they're made of:
Twenty hugs, ten kisses,
And a lifetime of love.
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7 comments:
chocolate in me
near me
chocolate
is forever with me
i can not go far without chocolate about
why do you ask?
for i work in a chocolate factory
i can eat all the chocolate i want
after the first month i was done
if you can believe that?!!
O my angel from heaven
I'm taken by thee
My heart is forever thine
Thou art finer than everything fine
For wherever I go
I have thy comfort
Whatever I face
I find thee by my side
To have and to cherish
To enjoy and to savor
Thou art my life
Thou art my love
Forever thine
Scrumptious, melting
Soft, delectable
Smoldering
Gulp
O, angel
Thou teasest me...
O my angel from heaven
Thy beauty and passion...
What sweetness thou bringest to me
What overwhelming satisfaction
Simply scrumptious...
I shall have another
I walk into the house
And I know mom is here;
Chocolate chip cookies
Are baking, it is clear.
Some are in the oven,
Others on the table;
I stuff them in my mouth -
Forget reading labels!
There is no need to ask,
I know what they're made of:
Twenty hugs, ten kisses,
And a lifetime of love.
Creamy, dreamy, milky brown
Oozing, goozing, melting down
Silky, soothing, oh-so sweet
Lovely, tasting such a treat
Oh, just to see such delicacy creates a deep desire to reach out and take a piece; but I cannot, for it is a million miles away from me and so far beyond my reach. Yes, I am longing for this chocolate.
heavenly cocoa
melts sensuously on lips
hips widen
Hahaha! Love it, Crazy Mo!
Great pieces, everyone! I've noticed something, though. The women write about chocolate like it's an obsession. The man, however, writes about it like it's comfort food; a warm memory. Interesting.
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