Cocoa, Divine

O sweet divinity
dark lusciousness of a time put off
guide me through the tides of crimson rushes
there is none finer that I may know
than perhaps a dip into the passions
that ethyr knows not

my dark love
bind the curse by one and two and three
rid the pain from thee
as i indulge in your flavorful essence
once more.

just an indulgence here and there
but once a month thou art my saviour
dedicated to consume and devour
until all pain has been curbed

and lust – dissolved.