My Favourite.

Fill my throat with your length.
Let me taste what could’ve been,
Tiny footsteps but are clouded drops.
My favourite drink is you.

Let me choke,
On the chocolate that I yearn for.
Coated with saliva,
Pour into my depths.

Bring yourself to meet my tonsils,
Make yourself at home.
I’ll keep you wet,
But make sure you’re warm,
Just promise me..

I can have my favourite drink again?