Sense Sonnet - Acher

 In Loving Memory

Chocoholics, we both did be,

First met over chocolate cake.

Love at first bite for both, and we,

More loving memories, did make.

But then my lover fell ill, and

Went to the hospital to die.

I'd visit with chocolate, banned,

And next to each other we'd lie.

Now an angel, my lover is

Waiting for me to join, and I'm

Oh so very anxious, gee whiz,

To reunite our chocolate time.

Toppings of chocolate syrup,

We loved to lick each other up.