Tangible
Temptation
.
Sensuality
is predisposed misery,
Or a shooting
star calmly exploding.
The unattainable
is beyond tempting
When the green
obsession is a whisper set free.
.
The reaction
is barely locked by a trapped door.
Damn, the
desire is frenzy misunderstood.
Yet, patiently
longing for a bit more,
Without the
guilt or shame of society's "one should"
.
The overwhelming
red emotion expressed is unclear
Like a baby
in a grey pool of damn good fear.
Only the soft
and sexual tangible is felt,
For it's as
sweet and warm and makes the logical mind
melt.
.
Although lust
is at stake,
The replays
of vicarious feelings are so damn hard to
break
Because to
act like lightning is rather hilarious,
For one's
denial and self-doubt can become precarious.
.
The final
cough is bittersweet confusion,
When the heart
left behind needs to breathe the
acceptable
temptation.
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