I’m a lot to take. But if you sip me slow, maybe you’ll find yourself falling in love with the slow burning sensation that I leave in the back of your throat, as you swirl me around in your mouth, like a fine wine. Let me saturate your taste buds. Feel your pace quicken, as chills run down your spine, let me ease your mind. Touch my wetness on your brow; see, I did that. Drink your fill of me, I’m a lot to take in.
But you can handle me,