White Chocolate

It really isn’t chocolate;
At least that’s what I’ve read,
But rather a derivative,
Resembling it instead.

A mix of butter, sugar, milk,
Vanilla extract, salt;
Some people wouldn’t choose it
Except maybe by default.

But surely there are others
Who, like me, just like the taste,
Although, above dark bittersweet,
It never will be placed.

Still, there are some occasions
When I yearn for something sweet
And a bit of ivory chocolate
Is what I most want to eat.