To desire their sweet illicit taste,
To envy the touch of untainted delight,
To forsake all for one sinful taste,
To tenderly be uttered as a sufficed delight.
To deep 'tis its obsessive calling,
To feed thy hunger for more,
To be caught up & not falling,
To have & engage forever more.
Copyright ©2003 Donald J. Valley II
Submitted: July 1st, 2003
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