Good heaven's above
you ask could it be love
Darn right you are
and from so afar
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Tis like manna from heaven and I do confess Rachel Ann Butler
Ahh, you ladies and your chocolates, Tia! Haven't met one yet who didn't love chocolate more than just about anything else in the world! I liked your fine poem, just enough misdirection in it (what I like to call poetic sleight of hand) to trick the reader until it's charming end. That's another thing ladies like to do, tease men because we're so gullible! Anyway, it's an excellent brief poem, and was a delight to read. Carl.
hey you fooled me till the end! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! coz chocolate is thy true love confession- nice write regards anju
Good sense of humour. What flavour is your chocolate? I would also love to have your flavour, lol.
I'll take a dove chocolate any day: -) A very sweet poem. Now I'm hungry
Heavens are in your soul. Live in your soul, not in body. You will be in heaven. Thanks dear Tia
lol Tia, I must confess I don't like chocolate much at all, apart from the melting sort, you know! the sort you lick off slowly! lol Great little ditty here and happy belated birthday. Smiling at you, Tai
True love! And i do confess. Nice work.