November 13, 2010

Chocolate traces heart

I have to admit I missed this heart. When I showed this photo to my friend, she saw a heart. And there it is. One half is chocolate traces and the other is the paper itself. How delicate.


casa da poesia said...

Song of the Rose
For Zeus chose us a King of the flowers in his mirth,
He would call to the rose, and would royally crown it;
For the rose, ho, the rose! is the grace of the earth,
Is the light of the plants that are growing upon it!
For the rose, ho, the rose! is the eye of the flowers,
Is the blush of the meadows that feel themselves fair,
Is the lightning of beauty that strikes through the bowers
On pale lovers that sit in the glow unaware.
Ho, the rose breathes of love! ho, the rose lifts the cup
To the red lips of Cypris invoked for a guest!
Ho, the rose having curled its sweet leaves for the world
Takes delight in the motion its petals keep up,
As they laugh to the wind as it laughs from the west.


Beth Niquette said...

Extraordinary! I swear, you and Clytie have the same brain processes! Wonderful--Happy GHT!

Clytie said...

I see them! The delicate chocolate one and the bold paper one! Kudos to your most excellent friend - and you too!

Deb said...

the 2 of you amaze me at all the hearts you find!