Chocolate, I love it! These days dark chocolate. Day or night, morning or afternoon I'll eat it! I keep a stash at work and we have a stash at home. One brand I'm quite fond of is called Chocolove out of Boulder, Colorado. Yes! Made in the U.S.A! I could give you a list of my other favorite brands of chocolate bars but I think that might be a longer blog post for another time! What I like so much about the Chocolove is their chocolate is smooth, wonderful and I like the squares it is divided into, easy to break, easy to eat! No this isn't a paid advert, hold on, I'm getting to the point! They have great packaging that makes it a good choice when gifting a bar to someone with the added bonus of a poem on the inside wrapper! I believe my wife gave me my first bar, or did I give it to her? Anyway, I love to read the poems inside! Lately I've been craving chocolate at a higher rate than normal so I just finished up a bar of their RICH DARK 65%(so good) and it had a wonderful poem in it by Charlotte Bronte that I immediately read to my wife as I still had the last square in my mouth. So rude! At least I waited until a commercial was on! I read it across the living room with a bit of dramatic arm flailing added. I saved the wrapper because I wanted to share it with everyone so here it is below, maybe you'd like to read it to your own love?
Watching and Wishing
by Charlotte Bronte
Oh, would I were the golden light
That shines around thee now,
As slumber shades the spotless white
Of that unclouded brow!
It watches through each changeful dream
Thy features' varied play;
It meets thy waking eyes' soft gleam
By dawn - by opening day.
Oh, would I were the crimson veil
Above thy couch of snow,
To dye thy cheek so soft, so pale,
With my reflected glow!
Oh, would I were the cord of gold
Whose tassel set with pearls
Just meets the silken covering's fold
and rests upon thy curls,
Dishevell'd in thy rosy sleep,
And shading soft they dreams;
Across their bright and raven sweep
The golden tassel gleams!
I would be anything for thee,
My love - my radiant love -
A flower, a bird, for sympathy,
A watchful star above.
Watching and Wishing
by Charlotte Bronte
Oh, would I were the golden light
That shines around thee now,
As slumber shades the spotless white
Of that unclouded brow!
It watches through each changeful dream
Thy features' varied play;
It meets thy waking eyes' soft gleam
By dawn - by opening day.
Oh, would I were the crimson veil
Above thy couch of snow,
To dye thy cheek so soft, so pale,
With my reflected glow!
Oh, would I were the cord of gold
Whose tassel set with pearls
Just meets the silken covering's fold
and rests upon thy curls,
Dishevell'd in thy rosy sleep,
And shading soft they dreams;
Across their bright and raven sweep
The golden tassel gleams!
I would be anything for thee,
My love - my radiant love -
A flower, a bird, for sympathy,
A watchful star above.
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