Want

Your desire
Insatiable fire
Draws tears from the devil

Tempted

Your fingertips barely graze
What you want
So close
You can’t have it

Though it sits on your tongue
The flavour is not yours to taste
To appreciate
To take for granted

You reach for it
Only to embrace discontent

But it belongs to you

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