How to take a moment

Above the plains the mountains rise,

Forested flanks and gleaming heights,

And above again, beyond the skies,

Heaven waits to ease all plights.

So chocolate sits above all others,

Fruit and bread and nutty butters,

All improved where e’er she smothers,

Coaxing wounded hearts to flutters.

But on her own she elevates,

Casts lesser morsels to empty wastes,

Pleasure she substantiates,

With how she feels and how she tastes.

The scent of her both thrills and warms,

Loving mother with wicked horns,

Both harbour home and whirling storms,

“I can love you true” she warns.

Then her touch, like softest silks,

Smoother than the finest silts,

The nurturance of still warm milks,

Of feather beds and satin quilts.

Now in my mouth, her revelations!

No hurried touch, no tart impatience,

She gives me all, no limitations,

With just a taste, complete renaissance.

Across my tongue she slowly slides,

And smooths away all woes and fights,

While my soul she gently guides,

To wander healed in fearless lights.

Authors note: I can no longer eat chocolate, one square is two days of migraine. It took me a long while to acknowledge that. Chocolate transported me, even if very temporarily, away from school, and later from work or other pressures, and into a moment of complete safety and bliss. Twenty or more years since I stopped eating it, I continue to miss it EVERY DAY. Sometimes, I place a crumb on my tongue and take a moment for myself.