Oh chocolate soul,
Holiest of holies,
Scintillate my senses,
With your stripped down simple laugh,
Pearly in the heat of want.
Euphorate my downer mind,
Casting new verbiage,
With your black torch firing my tongue.
Praise the substantial swelling in my loins,
Guilty to some,
Innocent to others.
I shirk consequence,
With a death-induced guffaw,
As I consume your energy,
Raw.
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