IX. DRUNK ON CHOCOLATE Drunk on chocolate and sweetly placed kisses, I lose myself in the shell of your ear, find the secret spot on your neck that melts you, linger there for a small eternity. It is the night of chocolate and stars. We have undressed, laughing our way all the way to bed, bringing another love to sweetly interpose between us. Naked, lying on your back, you place small squares of dark bitter chocolate over your nipples, across your navel. I hover over you and take them into my mouth, devour them, let them melt into me. I gently press a square of milk chocolate into your mouth, you hold it in your teeth, and we tangle in the sweetest of kisses, wrestle like amorous monkeys. It is the night of chocolate and stars, of the fullness of desire. We are children making love, we are lovers acting like children. We take a substance we both love and pour it through one another. I am intoxicated, drunk on chocolate, you, and sweet desire.