I hate chocolate.
It tends to stick to my throat and makes my voice hoarse.
Even more so, I detest hot chocolate.
It burns the roof of my mouth, leaving my tongue numb.
So I find it odd that I am deeply enticed by her warm
chocolaty eyes.
Or by the way the sides of her eyes wrinkle as she smiles.
Oh and when she finally lets out her soft voice and lets me
take a peek into her mind,
that’s when I realize that, for once, I’m falling without the help of gravity.
that’s when I realize that, for once, I’m falling without the help of gravity.