When I think of you
the tall, dark and handsome fellow
With the halo of a smile
I love to sin
openly
and
stealthily
in infinite ways
mon amour
thou dark chocolate-
I don’t mind
getting lost with you
forever
in des(s)ert
my sweetheart-
come,
swallow me up,
consume-
Posted for my prompt ~ Temptation @ Poets United Midweek Motif
sumanar/lekha 
