to sit across from you, conceding
thoughts
sprinkled with cookies of a rare chocolate chip type
looking on
as you take a last bite
and time
jealousy strikes the clock
Yet I cannot deny
an Ode to that little piece
hated and adored at once
that one piece that soft
so quietly crumbled
from your lips
without reaching mine
sweetness tasted
of an imagined first kiss
in the flight of thought
and time
YOU ARE READING
Chocolate poems
De TodoWhen my belt's tight When my pants split When I'm feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things And then I don't feel so bad
