Burnt Chocolate
So rich in flavor, natural and raw
It's no clue no one can withstand my
Exploding, mouth-watering taste so pushed to the side
They leave me a waste..
I rock the countertop as a bystander to what it wants
Those added with berry, milk, or cream
So easily, easily find their dream
As I'm forgotten in the pantry with screams
But..
It's not a hate, j'adore tout les saveurs
But I wish it would devour me as much as it
Devoured them
....
I understand though,
My color is bronze and burnt
and hair is kinkier than my peer
Lips thicker than the peach you bite
Mouth so resonant, my words can be hard to digest
It's no wonder my very presence is put to the test