Vat Of Chocolate

In totally honesty. I've diagnosed myself with diabetes. In a trivial pursuit of pleasure. I've stirred a vat of chocolate trying to recreate your face. I melted Hershey bars. Hershey Kisses and peanut butter M&M's. The total embodiment of you. Though recreational. I found myself torn. Biting into your face. Retaining the pursuing thought of you. But found my self cured Of my self inflicted diabetes. The thought of falling into a sugar induced coma hazed by the thought of you. That was totally worth it. Stuffing my mouth with the thought of you. I'm pretty sure Jesus would want this. I know for sure that I'd want this. Miraculously. No matter how much chocolate I eat. It would never compare to the thought of you