I justify
what my heart
desires
The anticipation,
an aphrodisiac
Your scent,
intoxicating
Drunk with yearning
You tempt me
again
and again
Not forbidden
but remorse
pangs me
As your sweetness
passes my lips
Angel and demon,
Chocolate,
You have taken
me
yet again.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
I know that this is a repeat, but I just couldn’t resist!Β I hope you enjoyed. π
quite fun and after my own heartπ Penny!
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π Thanks, Cindy!
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πππ
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I did not expect this zinger ending, which is what makes this an outstanding poem.
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π Thank you, Audrey. I had fun with this one.
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I think that applies to SO many of us. SOOOOOO many of us. Nice one. Love it.
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I think it does. Thank you! π
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The scent catches you first and then the taste! Heavenly
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Yes! Thank you, Sadje! β€
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Youβre welcome
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So enjoyed it!
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I’m glad, Valerie. Thank you for visiting! β€
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