This is all I know.
Nothing.
Only what I imagine...
daydream...
wish...
fantasize...
and I grow warm.

And that is nice.
Very nice.

What happens tomorrow?

A childlike grin
comes over my face.
Its as if I’m trying hard to be good
for another piece of
chocolate.

Three weeks wait...
chocolate will never be the same.



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