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Dรฉlice de Chocolat: A Symphony of Sensuality
In the flickering candlelight's soft glow,
A molten lava cake sits, waiting to bestow.
Decadent and divine, it calls my name,
With promises of pleasure, it fans the flame.
As I slice through its shell, warm and sweet,
The molten center begins its sultry retreat.
Velvet rivers of chocolate, rich and bold,
Erupt from within, a sight to behold.
Each spoonful a journey, an indulgent dance,
As the lava cake melts, I fall into a trance.
Sensuous whispers of cocoa fill the air,
As I savor each hite, lost in its affair.
With every taste, passion ignites,
In the depths of desire, where fantasy takes flight.
The molten lava cake, a symphony of delight,
An ode to decadence, in the still of the night.
-M.A.K-
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