Abounding sorts
Each its own essence;
All are exclusive.
How can one choose?
Always enclosing an invisible passion.
Mine or yours?
Mine?
Something alluring energetic,
Exotic?
Erotic?
One nibble is never ample;
But must it be all or nothing?
Seduced by temptation
struggle is abandoned.
Delicious, miraculous gratification beyond dreams;
Satisfying unconscious cravings.
Each encounter propelling
Toward another…
Careful?
Obsession could take over.
But, oh, the endless desire for
Forbidden love!
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