Indulgence

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Laced with the promiscuous desire

of wanting to be chased, 

of wanting to be caught, 

of wanting to be wanted. 


Tainted with the greed 

to indulge in these thoughts

of you

caressing every part

of me, 

exploring every crevice

that await 

for your entrance. 


Intoxicated by the thrill 

of your teases,

of your dares 

to reveal my tricks

and satisfy 

our hunger. 


What to do, 

what to do. 

I can't keep doing this. 


Maybe just one more moment,

before I return to my senses, 

and realize 

that your presence

was merely 

a figment 

of my imagination. 


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