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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2244752
A declaration of adoration and obsession that goes beyond mere human comprehension

Sonnet 18 (B)

Shall I compare thee to another treat?
Thou art more gorgeous and far tastier!
Rough winds did blow thy foil along the street.
I watched it fly away as hastier
do-gooders beat me to the gun and raced
thy wrapper to the grassy riverside.
I followed in their steps and found a space
to sit and savor thee, which satisfied
my craving for thy creamy cocoa taste.
Naught's as delectable as thee, my dear
and never shall I let thee go to waste.
Thou shouldst no lack of adoration fear;
so long as I can smell and I can see
thou won't last long, for I'll have eaten thee!

14 lines
almost iambic pentameter but with a few spondees and pyrrhics and trochees thrown in…
well, it's not really iambic pentameter then, is it?!
Here's a link to Shakespeare's Sonnet #18, in case you're curious:
Written for:
The Taboo Words Contest  (13+)
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#2139468 by Choconut

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