By Harem
Date: 6 March 2001
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ADDICTION
For some the craving begins with a drink.
Whether gin, fine whiskey or wine.
Brewed barley and hops sporting thickest foam.
Or fermented fruit of the vine.
For others its malls and department stores.
Cards with their plastic mystique.
Rummaging through final clearance sales.
Shopping procurement they seek.
Others are ruled by their taste buds each day.
Obsessed with their masticating.
Culinary treats placed into their mouths..
Endlessly drool salivating.
Mindless slaves to the junk of the junkies.
Morphine, cocaine and the pills.
Injecting euphoria of heroine's bite.
Aching for numbing drug thrills.
Mine is a craving for lips and their taste.
Gyrating mounds of sweet touch.
The feel of the kiss upon my hot mouth.
Exciting provocative rush.
Kissing for hours, endlessly smooching
Smacking and sucking your lip.
Licking and nibbling your facial pertuberances.
Upon them I feverishly trip.
Obsessed with the feeling of your mouth opon mine
Consuming each day dreaming hour
Forget all the shopping, and LSD trips.
Give me erotic lip power.
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