Breathing chocolate

Inhale-- the air is dark and thick
try to swallow, but this stuff sticks
you're choking and loving it dying of bliss
dark as oblivion sweet as a kiss

you're drowning in delicious darkness
frolicking in frantic fear
trying to scream out in agonizing ecstacy
death and crescendo rushing near

fighting for air losing your grip
the shockwaves begin you start to slip
your blood is rushing your soul cascades
lost in the feeling the light starts to fade...

(A/N: This one is about sex and death, I wasn't really sure what to categorize it as. I was in a dark mood. Not depressed or anything, just dark. I was going through a vampire and werewolf thing.)