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George Krokos Apr 2015
The more that people indulge in earthly pleasures
the less they will partake of heavenly treasures.
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From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
I am a glutton for your LOVE
Not the pink pedals from a rose.
But to engulf in chills of
Feelings - risen from YOU.

I yearn to be wrapped in YOUR
affection - that is enough.
To indulge in your passion poured -
From gashes but fearlessly entrust.

I yearn for you to give me all of YOU
The you that "you" keep encaged
Is the YOU that I long to love too.
I'll take all of you, have no fear.

Just let loose your baggage -
And let me love all of it
As I live to love you and ALL
That comes with it.
Holding you between my lips,
I would speak in tongues
And remain forever mute.
Although I need to taste you,
There is rapture in anticipation.
I delay the moment that you yield, then burst,
Your perfect, perfumed juices
Trickling slowly down my chin.
The first sweet cherries are ripe, and they are delicious. Everyone is picking and gorging, they won't be there for long.
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How many chocolates did this person eat?
If the chocolate was made before the chocolate was eaten.
It melted away through the process of heating.
But, how could the chocolate melt if the chocolate was almost freezing?

Its exposure to the sunrise was apparent,
But, at what time did it leave before becoming disparate?
The time difference was dwelled in effect,
before the chocolate was seen in such repent.
  
Therefore, the state of the chocolate has been pronounced viable.
In the mouth of the person of which this question ultimately relies upon.
In the sense of being eaten once it was made,
while maintaining its sweet composure without heating or freezing away.
  
How many chocolates did this person indulge?
If in reality it was only made an hour before it was divulged!
Only this person could really say,
to relive this encounter one must divulge away.
  
While the mystery revolves around the chocolates dense state,
We must indulge in a chocolate now and allow this question to dissipate.
  
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
This poem was written as a response to a mindful observation of a chocolate covered strawberry.
Nickols Sep 2012
Indulge me, Sweet lady;
For I know no barrier, could hold me abay.

Indulge me, Kind maiden;
For I am the unfathomable edge you walk upon.

Indulge me, Shy madam;
For I will vindicate all the unjust done upon you.

Indulge me, my Fair child;
For you are my Eve to my serpent infested apple.

And for we are intwinded, twisted and molded.
together locked in a hoop, a circle never ending.

So, inlighten me, sweet lady--

Could you ever indulge me?
=^.^=

© Victoria

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