Chocolate

Chocolates like to travel in crowds.
Happiest when in a box that has been upturned, shook a little - so that
they can mingle and crunch their wrappers against each other.

A crowd of chocolates with shiny foil coats - some red, gold, blue, and
some silver.
They happily scream out - 'eat me!' but with a naughty kind of
forbidden air to them.

Then there are nude chocolates.
Naked, foil-less, with wrappers discarded.
All sticking and knocking each other - some melted over, some squashed
and some with emerging discolourations.
That is not a comfortable crowd.
Chocolates are better in rows and neat little piles&;#8230; when
they're nude.