Sweet, luscious choco balls.
You were outside of my patio,
soaked in rain water.
Dark, bitter bars.
I caught you having a conversation
with another girl at the fourth game.
Liquid, milky chocolate fountain.
You dipped the marshmallows,
as you explained that she’s your sister.
Crunchy, filled with almonds.
We nibbled as we follow the trails of
seemingly unending meteor shower. ©