It was a curiosity
Nudging my
emotions,
To an
arousal
To taste a thought,
Buried in
my mind
It was the
desire,
To taste a
kiss,
And know
how it melts,
Like butter…
Like vanilla…
It was the
yearning,
For a touch,
Intensified
by a crush
To taste
beyond a kiss,
To do the deed
It was the
hidden deed,
An emotion
that I did feed
That protruded
my belly
And disgraced
my pride
It was a Valentine
affair,
That I dared
That made
this me,
Who was
once famed…
Immersed in
an open shame
It was an
undefined desire,
Which I lit
its fire,
That to
this day,
I still
dearly pay
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