Love is like what
The words to choose are delicate
This might seem somewhat intricate
But i choose chocolate
First it is a mere seed
But its the powder that you need
Its roasted then ground
What your looking for is found
Love is found, formed
And your heart is warmed
Then the chocolate so bland
Melts in your hand
Sooner or later the love has to end
Then sadly your just a friend
But the pleasurable sweet sensation
Is your temptaion
Its what you adore
And makes you crave more
