Want it.
Crave it.
Need it
to survive.
Hold out.
Only one more day.
Baby,
you can make it.
The feel.
The taste.
The high.
The thrill.
Just one more taste
to help me through.
Then, I'll swear it off
forever.
Once more.
One final flick of the tongue
against that sweet substance.
It's the last time,
I promise.
Even though in your mind
you Know it won't stop.
It'll never stop.
Once you start,
It's forever a part of you.
You are forever a part of me.
That celestial body of yours,
taking me higher than Everest
at each lick, nibble, and kiss.
Just one more time with you, and
I'll be done.
Let me play with it,
tease myself with it...
let me fulfill one last craving...
then I'm off,
cold-turkey.
Author notes
Just something random.
...Comments, questions, concerns?
Comments
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Creepy are you stalking me!! lol great job.
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lol, random or not the funny thing is i saw myself in this poem talking to myself, i have something i am trying to quit and i swear that sounds just like me, keep it flowing
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Wow.. sounds.. like me with.. one of my random addictions.. nicely written.. loved the feel of it..
~kitten~
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