Chocolate? Or Love?

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Often I have pondered over life’s profound mysteries,

Delving deep into present, future and long-forgotten histories,

The question that never fails to leave me in a quandary,

What is it that makes me different from all and sundry?

Now that I have an answer to it, let me confess plainly,

It is chocolates that I love the most, and most insanely.

Melting in the mouth, it gives me a taste of heaven for sure,

Bars, pastries, ice-creams and shakes, chocolates can so allure!

Love, they say, and I hear, is the most wonderful thing on earth,

Have those poor souls never tried chocolate ~ of much more worth?

No complaints, no demands ~ only chocolates give a pleasure so pure,

Yes, I might sound like a maniac, and this ailment has got no cure!

I’m a blissful choc-fanatic, and love, for me, is no match at all,

I simply fall in love with chocolates, every day, and have a ball!

For all moods and occasions, at any hour of the day,

They are sure to boost my spirits and shoo my woes away.

Ohh! How I love to have them unwrapped! The reasons to my smile,

My guilty indulgences they are-my love, lust and life forever, not just a while!

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