That's So Bad For You...Gimme...
14:01 Aug 01 2012
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Every warning indicator I have is flashing, proceed with caution! I should dip a curtsy, blow a kiss and withdraw with kind words of admiration, appreciation and reluctant denial, but oh, how forbidden desires draw us in. How we want them. How delicious they are, how fleeting on the tongue. The savor, the swallow, yet, the taste remains imbedded in memory. We want more, again and again. Or perhaps it's more like a drug. A swelling addiction of desire, fulfillment and the come down after. The desire for the next fix.
Men are like this, delicious confections, so sweet to experience. So painful to deny yourself. Confident without being pretentious, Intelligent and knowing it, unafraid of others opinions, but human enough to respect that those unlike us may have equally valid views. Turn your head that man will. And how you'll want him. And you can have him. You see it, he says it. Take it, give in, experience it.
There's the conundrum. Should I dance that dance? The current pas de deux is pleasing. For now. Yet like a glutton, I'll want more. I'll want to enjoy it until it's too much. Pour it into me, keep pouring, until the glass flows over, the liquid pooling on the floor.
It's so bad for me. Is that why I want it?
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