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Ode To A Chocolate Orange

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (A British one so you wouldn’t melt) For you are the echo of my dreams, my sweet, fulfilling love!
The cold crisp mornings of my youth were tinged with your smell, as the sugarbeat was processed ready for you. And oh those great factories battling with Medieval towers to dominate the skyline, Victorian powerhouses creating you in all your glory!
And then we worked there, the people of my town – out of the slums and onto the production line. Remember the factory shop – how could any of your sweetness be ‘waste’. Huge bags for 20 pence (due to wild variations in the global financial climate this is difficult to translate into US dollars but I believe its about 15 cents give or take)

Now you comfort me in my hours of darkness, a rare lover and none so loyal.
For you I would travel all the way to the corner shop and back.
For you I would cycle and climb, punch and kick, run and dance and even burlesque (if you asked nicely), mainly so you didn’t turn me into a blob.
For your possibilities are endless dearest of friends, and you remain my one true love (except for wine and cider – I really love them too – sorry bit of a tart)
KatarinaVonSweet KatarinaVonSweet 36-40, F 6 Responses Jan 31, 2012

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I love to get stoned and put one of those squares of Lindt Chocolate with brandy on my tongue and let it melt slowly while listening to some music that naturally transports me. The chocolate takes its time to melt and it coats your mouth and tongue with an agreeable layer and you drift in the pleasure of the music and the rich sensations on your tongue.

And then the chocolate is gone and the little sugar pellet is left and you absentmindedly bite into, forgetting why it is there and a burst of alcohol cuts through the chocolate and stings a bit and then, as the brandy rinses out your mouth of the chocolate residue, it leaves a pleasant warm glow in its wake.

So, you break off another chocolate square and put it on your tongue and start all over again and, suddenly, it is morning.

Made me laugh out loud, even though I'm in a stinking mood right now!

I love chocolate oranges, but I haven't been able to find any in years.

sad for you :(

you are a tentacled writer

Absolutely! - one of your five a day. love segments with popping bits in too. Ah happy just thinking about it...

Love it.... Got to be Terry's though....