Poemfor Willmonster

Not that my Will-monster ever reads Wiki.

 I've got chocolate rasberry slivers in between my teeth
 reminding me of you
 You always hit my tongue just right.
 A little bit sweet
 A little bit tart
 A little cold
 but you're warm inside
 Dark and smooth
 I can run my tongue over your shape and never find a dent
 But you're never in the same shape twice
 I get broken fragments
 Or a tiny sliver
 Or a whole piece, so much you I can't take it all.
 So strong, you pass through me 
 without noticing how much pleasure I get just from smelling you --   
Candra