Chocolate – KensView

For chocolate I never need excuse,
But this proclivity once cooked my goose.
Strolling with a new friend on vacation,
We passed a shop replete with temptation.
She brought up her passion for chocolat;
I followed that I too had a soft spot.
She dreamed of sitting in a creamy bain
With the lush brown sauce pouring from a pan.
Said that her birthday was fast approaching,
A hint so clear I needed no coaching.
Thus, I bought a fudge cake to celebrate
And made sure we would not to be out late.
Once back at the hotel after our meal,
All encumbrances we soon did unpeel.
When our activity raised up the heat,
I then got up to retrieve the sweet treat.
She motioned with appreciative eyes
When my eagerness I could not disguise.
After putting a digit in the topping,
I grazed her rosy cheek with some frosting.
Next there erupted an ear-splitting yell,
Way louder than a banchee out of hell.
The strum und drang caused such a disturbance;
It brought a check by management service.
Something that I did not anticipate
Had served to seal my fate with that date.
So unless you enjoy egg on your face,
Make sure to have a consensus in place.

🙂