From shining candied towers of warmest brown
To dungeon corridors of plain darkness
This is the castle I build for you.
From dreams, all from dreams...
Like Hansel and Gretel reborn
Not in gingerbread, but chocolate.
The Ballroom fills with a sweet gentle scent
As our dancing scuffs whorls from the floor
Like skaters on praline ice, we move
Dancing, dreaming...

Up sculpted candied steps we dance -
Soft light glows warmly by a filigree bed,
Piped lace patterns of brown and tan and white
I pause -
Will our passion melt this world?

The chocolate sculpture crackles and snaps
As we lie back against sugar-dusted pillows.
Flakes of brown fall softly to settle on us,
Cover us...
Our bodies disappear in a world of sweet heaven.
The walls melt,
We melt,
Becoming one with the castle.
This chocolate realm was built from dreams,
And dreams are immortal.