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Moon Phase = Half | Weather = dark, clear | Current books = Man in the Iron Mask - Alexandre Dumas
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August 3, 1998
So, we meet again. I couldn't help but think about you. I think I'm obsessed - do you mind? I hope not. Life without you would be oh so empty. I see you in my dreams and I want you. You appear in my paintings and I want you. I see you at the check-out counter and...I want you.
Our relationship is such a one - way affair. Yet, I don't think I could have it any other way. I love you hot, I love you cold. I love you anyway I can get you. When I think about all your many facets of personality, I swoon. I love you when you're playing the innocent one - blended with wholesome, smooth milk. I love you when you are the special, dark one who calls to the depths of my pagan soul - are you a rich, decadent decendent of Aztec cocoa? I must know. I must! I love you when you are sassy and malted. I love you.
Why do you taunt me so?
You dance through my dreams as an unreachable beau - yet I strive to catch you. I hear your call on the wind and I strive to answer. I see you beckoning me at the restaurants and I must have you.
Why, oh why do you taunt me so?
Oh Chocolate, I do love you - and sometimes, I hate you for the hold you have over me. But then, I wouldn't have it any other way.
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