Chocolate Vampire Poem by Phil Ward

The dark and white a lovely sight, a sneaky bite to eat at night,
When I'm alone and on my own I must condone my little groan,
Of pleasure as the smell of it comes face to face with my lips,
Then disappears without a trace through the hole within my face.
I lay there quite contentedly in my state of ecstasy,
From the pleasure I'd assumed was from the food I'd just consumed,
Or was it my minds giddiness from my new found happiness,
The lovely feel of naughtiness weakened by my willingness,
To self indulge in my desire of what my body does inspire,
Necessity to require,
I'm just a chocolate vampire.

Philip L Ward ©