Novel & Cerita Chocolate Poems

He licked his lips, staring at her from head to toe—damn the dark chocolate on her white skin is mesmerising. Hehe! Now she looks like his chocolate girl. The chocolate cream is so cold, and she shivered as someone gave her an electric shock—she moaned, making the sound "aah." She smells the chocolate with her nose and senses, and dirty ideas begin to roll through her mind. Is he dumping chocolate on my body? Is he going to suck the chocolate on my skin?—and then her mind imagines his tongue rolling into her body at every corner.

In the hall, a box of chocolates awaited them. Adrian picked up one chocolate and unwrapped the cover. Inside, there was a white chocolate. He brought it near her mouth. She bit on half of it and chewed on it. Her eyes glowed with delight. She nodded twice. “This is… a fresh blend of cocoa, milk and sugar. It doesn’t linger in the mouth for long. I feel like my tongue wants more. I’ve never eaten something like this. I think I can eat a dozen of these without any problem. What kind of flavorings did you add?”

Noah's face lit up even more, and he dashed off towards the chocolate promotion area, his heart racing with joy at the prospect of exploring the world of sweets. Noah arrived at the bustling chocolate promotion area, his wide eyes scanning the numerous chocolate displays that stretched out before him. The variety was staggering, and he couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the choices available. His brows furrowed as he considered the options, wondering which chocolates his mom might like the most. "Mmm, there are so many," Noah whispered to himself, a mix of awe and uncertainty in his voice. He contemplated whether to pick out chocolates for his mom as well, knowing she had a sweet to

“I didn’t think of that. Won’t chocolates send the same message?” “Maybe. Chocolates and wine and…cookies?” “Cookies?” Jack asked with a laugh. “Hey, don’t knock cookies. Especially those giant ones that have heaps of M&Ms in them. Maybe you could get one that says ‘I’m sorry’ spelled out in chocolate chips. Or donuts.” “Donuts?” “Yeah, don’t they have donut delivery services where you are?” This was the closest they’d ever come to revealing just where in the world they lived.

Chastity asked, looking embarrassed for not knowing. “It is a cake that has liquid chocolate in the center. When you cut open the cake, chocolate oozes out of it. It’s close to heaven for a chocolate lover.” “Oh Ok. I’ll try that please.” “You’ll love it. I promise. Would you like anything sir?” “No thank you. I’m good. Please let the chef know that the steak was perfect.” I said. “He’ll be happy to hear that. I’ll be back shortly. Would you like a refill on your drinks?” Theresa asked.

as I didn't replied anything (Love come to me Sprouting like the living tree Splendid in the stream of living water Driven like the sun Commissioned by the Holy One Illuminating peace above the altar) I bought the chocolate from my pocket she is looking with her confused expression I applied chocolate on her peaches she widened her eyes because of my strange move I started sucking the juicy chocolate peaches she is moaning "ahhhhhh rishi what you are doing" I replied innocently "iam tasting the chocolate princess" she rolled her eyes I said "do you want me to spank again" she nodded her head as no I smirked

These beautiful words of love are very different from poetry. If poetry expresses it with the same rhyme, this word expresses it with logic. Logic that is in harmony with the feelings you feel when you are near loved ones, of course. Staring to the sun is shining, but a cold wind blows in Lily's room when the air temperature regulates its own temperature in this room, Lily sips her warm chocolate when she turns a few times beside her because someone is the sun for her who erases the clouds all this time, spending time chills with her today.

I just grabbed two sugars with trembling hands, and emptied them into my coffee. "Your coffee is a bit boring, don't you think?" He said. "Well I'm not that spontaneous." I replied, taking a small sip. He just nodded, biting into his doughnut. "Hey, did you know, that chocolate is an aphrodisiac?" I choked on my coffee, then looked at him with wide eyes. He just grinned at me and continued eating his doughnut. "That's-that's a appalling thing to say.." I said in between coughs.

A cocoon made only for the people who shared my last name. On the worst nights, when the storm was relentless, my mom would make hot chocolate. Real hot chocolate. Not powder crap milk warmed on the stove, chocolate melted into silky rivers of sweetness. We’d crowd around the coffee table on the floor, mugs steaming, spoons dunked and licked clean, the smell of cocoa clinging to our sleeves. “Chocolat,” she called it, like it was a spell, and for a few hours, the world outside didn’t exist. Now, the rain feels different. Hostile. It doesn’t cocoon me. It drags me into the cold, pulls me back into the storm. And I can’t shake the feeling that something is waiting for me out there something da

“I'm thinking about how you promised me ice cream from the new chocolate place for dessert and I'm yet to have any." “Okay then, get your jacket and come back downstairs so we can go there." “Serious?" And I'm excited again. “I will be right back." I run upstairs, grab my jacket and come back down. The ride to the chocolate place is not long. Chocolate Delight is boldly written above the door. I suddenly feel like I haven't eaten anything in years. The bell chimes as we enter and I am hit with the scent of chocolate and coffee. I could die here and come right back to life.