The thoughts you put into my head.
The scenarios that make me bite my lower lip.
That forbidden fruit has done its job.
The things I say no shame at all.
The things no sane woman would dare to admit.
The wanton,the lover, the desired the calm.
That one taste one bite was never enough.
The things you make me want.
The way you make me feel desired all along.
The memory fading in my head I have more now.
The answer my mind questioned finally solved.
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