Choclit fondue.

You've covered me with enough sweetness to make my insides crumble.

Just because I know I could never get enough of you once I start to dig in.

And doing so would mean the very death of me.

So take my grubby hands off your luscious promise of sweet and savory goodness.

But don't leave me craving for you.

Leave enough room for my palate to get cleansed and renew its taste.

Because I know you don't intend to stick around and linger.