Smooth melted chocolate
You are the smell of an exhaust zooming down the road.
You are the final round of kickboxing , nervous but excited.
You are the bubbles from melted chocolate in the sun.
You are the smell of roses that bees are extracting.
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Well done Oliver! I really like the bit where it says ‘you are the smell of roses that bees are extracting.’
Do you think you could name where the final round of kick boxing is?e.g:in a country like France
Do you think you could add more detail to the chocolate bubbling
I love this poem
Chocolate is tasty
What does kickboxing have to do with chocolate and roses you don’t eat roses also exhausts DO NOT smell it is the petrol that smells and it smells noice
Yes I love choclate I love your description perhaps some similes would make it better