Sometimes I feel like I'm just too deep for you,
That's why you drown in my stew,
Lick and suck...
The flavour in your mouth...
So appatising.
When you taste the richness of my core,
Your appetite has become insatiable,
Ranvenous.
Have I now become your favourite fruit?
Have I become your favourite taste?
“Sit upon my face”
You can't.
You won't.
Give up.
I am your meal...
Your appetite.
Serve me as you please.
Take a bite, I'm sweeter than I seem.