CHOCOLATE AND ME

Chocolate is a friend. Always there. Always ready to comfort me. Always satisfies and never ever gives me cause to be hurt or angry. Ready to come out of its hiding place without notice. Never questions my resolve to eat or not eat it. It just waits. No having to phone it to come out even at 2 am. No having worry about disturbing it. No wondering if I am causing it to change plans. Or find a sitter. Or make other arrangements. It is free to be there at my whim. My desire.

Ever since I can remember I have loved the sweet sensual taste, aromatic smell and the gorgeous silky texture of chocolate. I love the feeling of having a piece of it in my mouth, sucking on it and pressing it to the roof of my mouth and savoring a luscious thick chunk for as long as possible. With it stuck to the roof, I can brush my tongue up against it to generate a stronger flavor as needed and feel it melting and flooding my mouth with its delicious essence.

It makes me relax, gives me a time out and fills me with warmth. It restores me. It gives me the energy and necessary lift to go on. I crave it, yearn for it, need it, have to have it, want it, desire it, long for it, covet it, hunger after it, wish for it and nothing else will fulfill that craving once the thought has hit. It is in my life and will stay forever and I will enjoy it as much 10 or 20 years as I do now

I am going to go and find some of that wonderful stuff to help boost me out of this depression….. It is almost orgasmic….ummm SMOKE TIME !!!!