Love as rich as chocolate cake,
Love to be savored to rest upon the tongue.
Love as dark as well bottoms
Where stones fall long before hitting water.
Love like the hidden splash which ripples and waves.
Love that is moist and sweet, taken in the smallest bite,
Never to be eaten quickly
Lest we lose the savor of time.
Love iced with icing whirled and enticing.
Do not leave it on the plate
Or it shall dry and lose its decadence.
When it's gone and only crumbs remain on your plate, Pick them up with fingertips and taste them once again.
This is my five minute freewrite using prompt chocolate cake.
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