Stirring hot chocolate in the pot –
thinking of him, she bites her lip –
into the concoction, a drop of blood.
Behind her, she feels him approach.
Feverish hands finding skin
underneath layers of clothes.
Hot chocolate simmers in the heat.
Steamed milk and marshmallow cream
intermix with deep kisses.
Stir of passion – stir of heat –
seared lips burning trails on skin –
hunger for sugar – thirst for sweet.
*Fly’s Hot Chocolate (Click here to visit his blog). ❤
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Poet Rummager 
This seems like the kind of poem best read aloud to you in a room lit only by fireplace by a person who is nude and you are very much attracted to. In my humble opinion.
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I like your humble opinion, and I’m ecstatic my poem stirs such a lovely picture in your head 🙂 Thank you.
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Vixen-not a female legendary myth name for you but it will stick for now. Erotica-soft erotica. Knew you had it in you lol
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Hahaha! It was a lot of fun. I have Halloween, creepy poems to post and will probably turn away from the heat for now. Lol. Thanks darling! xo
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Ha ha ha it is never hot enough. lol
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Ah, nothing says love more than blood in a cup! Thanks T. So cool!!
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OH my! Romantic, aren’t you?
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Very nice! Thank you so much!! 💓💔💖
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I recycled your heart!
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Awwww! I love folks who recycle — go green earth!!! 😀
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BEAUTIFUL! You’re the best, T!! xo
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This piece is more than a wittle hot. 😍
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Our favorite word! Thanks Alan — all in good fun 😘
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Scalding, woman, I can barely touch the keyboard to type this comment. I think it is wonderful that a woman such as yourself, advanced in years, can still remember the distant pass of youth and romance. I, on the other hand, appreciate all the wisdom you share for one day I shall emerge from my adolescence into the world of adulthood with the need to satisfy the woman that my hands reach out to caressing her body in the manner you describe. Preferring to keep divorce lawyers unemployed, I do pray it is my wife!
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Lol! Yes, despite my age, I still can have fun!! This poem was requested to be hot; so hot it was.
Thank you!! 😍
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Eroticon. You’ve got a healthier appetite than Dracula.
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Yes!! Make sure you stock up on garlic, Og or I may bite!! Haha. 😘
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That’s one steamy cup of HOT chocolate! You promised and you certainly delivered! Hmmmm…I need to find my thermos and hope my lips don’t scald.
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Writing these risqué poems tend to be really more challenging than any others. I always want to make sure I don’t go overboard! I’m glad it was what you had requested, Fly. Thank you for your friendship. I appreciate it! xo
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Ha — I know what you mean — but going over board can sometimes be oh so hilarious…but usually regrettable.
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Oh, I know! I did add the drop of blood just for you, Mort 😀
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Thanks! I appreciate it!…but I prefer three drops of blood in my hot chocolate.
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I’ll have to remember that! 😉 I’m over at your blog now and talk about blood!! I’d never seen “The duellists,” but it looks like a great movie, and I love Harvey Keitel. Good stuff!
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It must be the braids! That’s why Harvey never gets cut! The Duelist is a somewhat decent movie — I’m not sure if you’ll like watching the whole thing, but the duel scenes are cool.
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*sniff* You had me at ‘hot chocolate’ *sniff* 😪
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Haha! That movie sucked!! Still love me some steamy coffee, too 😀😃
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I never saw it!
🎶I heard it on the radio! 🎶
Ha! You’re not getting me to blush this time! 😊
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I believe I’ve de-sensitized you! Too much hot beverage consumption!! Lol.
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Thirst so sweet ❤️😉
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Aw, thanks gorgeous!! ❤ xo
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Back atcha ❤️
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Did anybody remember to turn off the stove?
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Aw, you don’t miss a beat….or should I say “heat?” Thanks Mel — you saved the hot chocolate from burning!! xo
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What a relief! The thought of burnt chocolate was hair-raising. Other raising done by the poem was just fine.
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Hahaha! What would I do without my delightful Mel? Intelligence and humor unparalleled! Thank you💋
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