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Tempted

My hands itch
And my heart jumps.
I see you again after
All this time.

I try to be strong,
To think of my commitment.
I grow so weak in my resolve.
I don’t think I’m going to make it.

I imagine what would happen,
If I just grabbed you this time.
I’d breathe in, and say
“God, you smell divine.”

Delicious, delectable,
Begging to be bitten.
I can’t believe you’re
Here in my kitchen.

Fresh and hot,
Chewy and fudgey,
There on the plate
Is a beautiful brownie.
Written by Atakti
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