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Words

Words are to a poet what candy is to a child
temptingly sweet, they call to you
melting slowly on the tongue,
meant to be savored
 
ever so tempting
even when you try to abstain
they find you
 
waiting to be unwrapped
tasted, discovered,
until you find yourself once again indulging.
Written by PorousPen
Published | Edited 1st Sep 2016
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