LIKE CHOCOLATE

his words were like chocolate
upon my lips
each nuance
each syllable
a symphony
each sentence
a violin concerto
as he held me captive
in his prison of love.
I basked
in the pure joy
of him
delighted in his
mere touch
frolicked in his scent
surrendered in the moment
but like chocolate
it was a temporary pleasure
...the words 'i love you'
were never spoken.
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