Frigid hands grasp the mug
And fill it with water and chocolate
And wait for it to get hot
Soothing warmth running
First through my hands
Then to my lips
And down my throat
Creamy Smooth Happiness
Chocolate with a whipped cream twist
Because no one is watching
And I can drink it alone
Watching the cold day pass by.
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