Aphrodisiac

Oh, the time that one wastes with chocolate
All the salvia, sugar spiked highs
How the warmth seems to seep through your window
As the sun speeds through cotton ball skies

Amazing how days pass so quickly
The honey stains spots 'tween your legs
Hot cocoa's not anything special
Still, you sigh as you sip up the dregs

These are precious days spent without feeling
Obligation will come soon enough
Soon you'll have to stop chugging down chocolate
As it is, you're quite sick of the stuff.