Dreams & Delusions…

Insatiable

A taste is only a tease…
Almost pleasure
Does not appease,
Is no release…

The thought of you
Endlessly entertains me,
Wondering what we would do
If only we were free…

I tell myself I can handle you,
But you feed on me, Consume me
You always do…
Don’t think I’m blind to this ruse,
Though I never really refuse…

A taste is only a tease…
You leave me insatiable.
Longing to please…

~Antanya

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