Sweet Addictions

It’s that sweet nectar from your flower,that got my wings frantic,

That crumple of cookie in my mouth corners,

That I forgot to wipe,that leaves me guilty,

That last pull of herb that made me artsy,

That sip of wine that brought on a swiftness to my wrist,

That satisfaction that brought me to my knees,

That forbidden fruit that got banned,

The filling of emptiness,the taboo that excites,

The longing,the desire,

The intensity,that fire

The space between wanting but refusing to give in,

That control is insane

Written by

L.G

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