You taste good
Not because you are
But because you are forbidden
From aspiration to obsession
And then fatal compulsion
That engender an instigation
Even with faint presence
To my senses
And tempts
To know you and yet not
As I try
To acknowledge and still feign ignorance
To yearn and still be indifferent
But such are you potent
That every time I feel you
It takes away my patience
And you continue to be
The hardest addiction.
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