Chocolate Statue

Chocolate Statue Her laugh melts slowly, like chocolate in my hand, Even when she’s mad, she tries to understand. We whisper secrets in class, hidden and small, She pulls me into trouble, yet I forgive it all. Teasing, joking, she lights up the day, “Are you made of sugar?Because you just made me stay!” A spark in her eyes, a playful fight, She turns ordinary moments into something bright. Even when storms of anger come through, A chocolate fixes all — she’ll come back too. -Aria lune