Sunday, October 8, 2017

Guilty pleasure

Waking up daily to the smell of you
Teasing, tantalizing, titillating
The treacherous span of night, the desirous morning, the heated fervor of the day
The longing and passion to embrace you, and the struggle to keep it at bay

Oh I say it loud-
Let me taste you in ways you can imagine,
 drop by drop, slow and steady
Tease me with tender true love, 
fire the pleasure inside me

Oh I hear it loud-
Painful is such obsession, in temptation I sway
Forbidden is the fruit of love, 
how they say to stay away

So when the mighty fall it is no mean fare
A pleasure without guilt is a sight so rare.

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