In the quiet hum of midnight cocoa rivers,
where dreams unfold like a wrapped whisper,
the tangled vines of cacao rights resist,
a lonely yet harmonious cosmic call.
Chocolate seeks its place among stars,
glistening in the silence of browning galaxies,
speaking in hues of goldenrod and amber embrace,
embroiled in our sweet destiny's constellations.
May it flow through dreams unbridled,
reminiscent of softer songs sung at twilight,
where every grain of sugar breathes life
into the verse of celestial confection.