This chocolate heart hasn't once melted because the world has been so cold; yet here you come with the warmth of spring and I feel the softening.
When real food is far away, when my tank is challenged by needle drop, chocolate is the sweetness that carries me through. So avert the judging eye, take back the unkind word, and learn to see the real guage.
Chocolate, my childish soul photograph, wrapped in golden foil. With a gentle snap, one piece at a time, I feel past woes melt, sweetening my bakwards eye, bequeathing an energy for the onward road.
Chocolate hues from cream caramel to deep sensual browns, they have a way of locking in my heart and soul.
If you're gonna do chocolate, do it right. Quality, not quantity. Occasional, not habitual. The "magic" of treats feelings good is to treasure the sporadic over the regular, the surprise over the predictable. Rely on people to bring you sweet highs of joy... not sugar. Get the right kinds of "sugar rush."
Birthdays meant chocolate and chocolate meant birthdays, for it was always a special occasions thing.
Chocolate swans swimming upon a chocolate lake upon a chocolate cake - that's what birthdays are made of.
The chocolate brought a moment of bliss to the tongue as sweet as the moment a rose opens for the eyes.
When you eat right most of the time, all chocolate is wonderful. Things can only be a treat when you are able to have them at the right frequency.
Chocolate in our house was part of festivities, part of the good times when we came together to share and show that we care. It wasn't so much about the sweetness of the chocolate, yet the sweetness we keep in our hearts all the year round yet need these occasions to let it show.
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