Enthralling seduction
is your injunction
wielding it
shamelessly
absent of compunction.
Torturously
leaving me to
hang
perilously
on your every
word, mandate, direction.
Looking towards you
for that
which
empowers and sustains –
because without your
essence
my being, my foundation
stands
hollow, barren and fragile.
For
your winsome wiles
are my addiction.
Compelling me
to chase
you.
Endeavoring
That I make
the requisite effort
to
be
worthy.
To
part your appendages –
your pages
drinking freely
from
your
sweet nectar
of…
Wisdom.
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