Dark Chocolate

Of Doughnuts, Dreams and eating your Cake!

This year will be a cake
With cherries buried deep
melting Rum chocolates and brandy
Leading to immeasurable ecstasy

The pressure won’t kill
And ambitions won’t crumble
The steam shall rise
And with it, fly dreams

Salt will melt in oceans deep
Like sugar buried in coffee and cream
It’ll be happy
And oh so gay

With analysis discarded
For sense wholesale
this year, it has started with hope
And that remains, it’s sole support.

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'May God Bless Us All Everyone’
(Know your Christmas tales)

I pick the sweet crumbs falling off the warm dough… and that makes the sugar-rush stronger. - The philosophy of jam-doughnut munching. :)

Ps-Barry Manilow is a Genius.