You're like a box of chocolates;
Sometimes nutty,
Sometimes sweet.

Your friendship makes me;
Feel complete.

I never know on any,
given day.

What surprise;
You'll bring my way.

Will you caress my tongue;
With Carmel delight.

Encouraging me;
To never give up the fight.

Or will a nutty presence surprise me?

Making me laugh repeatedly.

Will I poke holes in each delight;
To discover who ,
you are inside?

Or will I only open your box;
On days,
I cried.

Each gooey treat a pleasure upon my;
Lips today.

Surprising me with every new thing,
That you say.

I could never turn down;
One more taste.

To simply close the box;
Would be a waste.

Will you melt on my tongue;
Or in my hand?

One thing I know;
Your many varieties,
I understand.

If each facet were the same.

Would I tire of this guessing game?

I hope the surprises never end.

And that you'll always;
Be my friend.