Day steamed summer perfect. Chocolate was on her mind. Not hot liquid or bars, but frosty, topped with whipped cream, crackling with ice.
She let him dip his straw to join hers, pulled in the last few drops as he tried to tug them his way.
Both, hot for chocolate.
Krystyna writes poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction. She delights neighbourhood cats with her singing.
My best friend is a masseuse who creates her own products. She put her new cocoa flavored body butter on my hand and put it up to my nose. She asked if it would work for massage. After a few sniffs of the back of my hand I decided it might work for a woman or man having a massage moments before a date with a mate who loved, I mean loved dark chocolate perhaps holding some very sweetened whipped cream, and wanted to lick a human all over moments after the massage, but other than that it really had no purpose. She agreed. It was a fun experiment.
Thanks for sharing; liked your take on one of the most delicious flavours in the world.
Krystyna
Krys: this was superb beginning with “day steamed summer perfect.” to the end “both hot for chocolate.” Jeff
Thanks, Jeff.