Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Stare

A glimpse strips me off my senses
Of all things conscious and rational
And so I look at you bare and naked
Of all logic that would hold me back
You look at me as if I'm chocolate,
dark and good for the heart
And so I melt, but not for treats.
I just melt, with a feeling to take part.

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