Our Love is a Burning Fire in the Rain

Chocolate kiss,
Chocolate love,
Chocolate lust.
You stay on my mind,
You've left a dent im my lobe,
I can't stop thinking, I won't stop thinking,
Thinking of what is,
Wondering what could be.
I love you, I want you, I need you, I breathe you,
When I am away, I do not hesitate to shed tears,
You're so sweet, my chocolate mystery
You are strong, I am weak.
Chocolate kiss,
Chocolate love,
Chocolate lust.
You're hugs are like kryptonite,
They power my day.
So warm in your arms, it's where I need to stay.
Shelter me baby, from the dangers of the night,
When you speak, I break,
Your voice so smooth,
When you touch, I melt,
Your kiss so soft,
My heart is cold,
You are my furnace.
I love you, I want you, I need you, I breathe you,
Falling into your arms,
Falling into your love,
My hand brushes your hair,
Your hand caresses my leg,
Our eyes intertwine,
My lips tickle your cheek, 
So warm, so warm, how are you so warm,
I open my eyes and there you aren't,
Melted on the floor.
An apparition, a blur, a lie, a tale.
My chocolate kiss,
My chocolate love,
My chocolate lust,
Dead in the night, gone from sight.....

I wrote this after listening to the song 'Just My Imagination' by The Temptations. It's about unrequited love. Loving someone so much, that you begin to trick your mind to think that one day they may love you back, but in the end it's not true. They never will. It's a pipe dream, a fantasy, just your imagination.

My Struggle

Tempted by curiosity  were the ones who brought evil within this world,
Tempted by greed was the one, who betrayed the Messiah,
Lust tempted David as he watched her bathe,
Glutinous temptation, coursed through the eighth Henry's veins,
And murderous  temptation arose in Cain, because the jealousy stung to much.
We see throughout history,
That giving in to our temptations will direct us towards a negative path.
A few moments of submitting to our earthly desires,
Will give us nothing but heartache and misery.
To ease that pain, we repeat,
To forget the despair,
and relive the thrill,
It becomes a never ending cycle,
An addiction at best.
Sin is so easy. Pure is so hard.
We can hide our sins in a warm black sheet.
If we wear white they will show, revealing our torment, our weaknesses.  Always remember, what's done in the shadows of the night,
Will always reveal itself in the ablaze of day,
If not now, then later........