Chocolate Man

Sweet and soft, cloying sometimes,
Hard and cold and bitter, others.
I melt in your hands,
and once or twice crack your teeth,
Dirtying you, hurting you.
In your pleasure.
Sugar cannot sustain you.
I toil and die, loving you.
Dying to love you,
to have you love me back.
Broken, eaten alive,
I am yours.

Additional reading – Anti-Midas

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