She was stalked by pepper chocolate
hot flashes in search of renewed romance
pausing men now to fast forward them later
when the cocoa of old
would soothe the savage heart
and rewind the visions of youth
before confections were bittersweet

By the day of bloody youth
the noon of menopause
the dry night of age
only chocolate is left
for her celebration
beyond what he knows

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