Sometimes I feel like I'm just too deep for you,
That's why you drown in my stew,
Lick and ****...
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.