Chocolate Poems Novels & Stories

He was walking behind me, pointing the way to the sweet heaven of God. Truly, the sight I was met with in that kitchen was hotter than the devil himself. There was fucking chocolate tart!

Lydia stated with an exhausted voice. I nodded my head and turned my face slowly to look at her. My eyes looked over her dirty face before I broke out into giggles and she joined me, "this surely is the greatest courting I have come across. A tray filled with rare chocolates. Mind you, not just plain chocolate. Some had raisins, some had nuts in them and some of the chocolate had melted chocolate inside the hardened chocolate," her grin was wide and she was clearly excited.

She stirred the cups with a tiny silver spoon. "Although it's not as euphoric as coffee, chocolate has its uplifting effects." She winked at Torcia. "Some people even claim that chocolate stirs up passions." "Very interesting," said Torcia, doing her best to ignore Reeves as she accepted the cup. Inhaling the rich scent with appreciative expression, she took a small sip of the turbulent dark water. The bold sweetness flooded her tongue and caused a sensation of irritation down her throat. Sophia smiled happily at Torcia's expression. "I love it, you see, now you know an extra attraction to make me come here often."

“This is where magic really happens.” “What magic?” I took one of the dark balls and stared at it, watching it as one of them slowly melted on my hand. “Did you use enchantments and potions at them? Are they lethal? I won’t die if one of this melted on my hands, would I?” He bit his lip and smiled, “Some of the special orders, yes, but most of it, no. The one you are holding is one of our altered chocolates. You can eat it, it’s edible and doesn’t contain poison – let me assure you.” I dubiously look at the ball, watching him as he puts two of them inside his mouth, smacking his lips, “Hmm.”

I asked, my heart racing from the sudden start. "Make sure to save some chocolate for later," he instructed with a wide grin. I couldn't help but laugh as I scooped a bit of the velvety chocolate into a separate bowl, relishing the urge to lick the spoon clean. It was undeniable - warm, gooey chocolate was a taste unlike any other.

Like a kid enjoying his first rollercoaster ride, afraid and equally excited. “Not yet.” He murmured as he changed position and sat above my head. Looking at him upside down, I wondered what was he about. His next words answered me, “I always wanted to taste you with the second favourite thing I loved the taste of....” My eyes widened as he grabbed the bowl and pulled out two more sticks of chocolates from it. “The first remains you, princess. But the second one is chocolate, I have loved them since I was a kid. And tonight, I’m going to taste both at the same time.”

which is odd, because I have never been one to be crazy about them. I ate the chocolate while viewing the beach from outside my window, even though it was already dark, the scenery was beautiful, the rhythmic movement of the waves combined with the artificial lighting was so perfect that it could almost make you cry at how amazing nature can be. Hold on, is that a tear dropping from my eyes? Fuck! What the fuck is wrong with me? I groaned while wiping my eyes with the back of my hands. I checked my bag to see that I had just one chocolate left.

Around here I doubt that someone is coming to rob us, but it is better to be safe. He lets go of me and closes the door when I finish coming in. "Let's go have coffee." I think we have a lot to talk about. I put an arm around her shoulders. "Maybe it's a little late for coffee." How about a water chocolate? —It refers to liquid chocolate, which is almost a national anthem. It is nothing more than a chocolate with sugar, a pinch of salt, more water than chocolate tables and perhaps a cinnamon stick. It is the breakfast of the poor, as some call it. I call it delight.

Tiana watched from their table, her hands folded in her lap, suddenly nervous for him even though she knew he'd be perfect. Ryan took the microphone, his smile warm as he looked out over the assembled guests. "Good evening, everyone. Thank you all for being here tonight to celebrate Lancaster Group's 25th anniversary." More applause. "Twenty-five years ago, my father had a vision," Ryan continued, his voice carrying easily through the hall. "He wanted to create something that would bring joy to people's lives. Something simple but profound. Chocolate." He paused, letting the word settle. "Not just any chocolate, but chocolate crafted with care, with passion, with the belief that the smallest

The taste is so intoxicating, it’s like melted chocolate but also like a rainy day. Only one word echoes in my mind. Mate.