Love Like Chocolate

Dark as a moonless night, the decadent delight she did melt
Just like precious gold in her hands she poured with great care
The last drop nudged into the mold
She smiled with content of the gift she had made him
How many times had she melted by his touch
With gentle arms he held her tight, he was her chocolatier
Oh, the blissful gift one brings when loves flows as it molds
Purest of decadent delight, even on a moonless night