Milky Chocolate & Creamy Cookies
One void as night,
the other speckeled with dusky taint.
One exotic, like the smell of a rain forest,
curvy, like the sight of a cello,
spicy, like the taste of a jalpeno,
soft, like the touch of the finest Egyptian silk.
The other spunky, like the taste of handcuffs,
fiery, like the smell of a midnight campfire,
risque, like the sight of a burlesque bar,
wavy, like the touch of an ocean.
One to spread about the other,
that one to lie in wait.
One to break off and dip in the other,
that one to drip the excess.
But one for blissful heaven
and
the other for heavenly bliss.
the other speckeled with dusky taint.
One exotic, like the smell of a rain forest,
curvy, like the sight of a cello,
spicy, like the taste of a jalpeno,
soft, like the touch of the finest Egyptian silk.
The other spunky, like the taste of handcuffs,
fiery, like the smell of a midnight campfire,
risque, like the sight of a burlesque bar,
wavy, like the touch of an ocean.
One to spread about the other,
that one to lie in wait.
One to break off and dip in the other,
that one to drip the excess.
But one for blissful heaven
and
the other for heavenly bliss.
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One day, I was talking with two of my friends and I slipped and called one of them 'milk chocolate' and the other 'cookies and cream'. And I would like to thank my friend Mattie(a girl) for the cello part :) Yeah... I do that. COME AT ME BRO!::arms: