Sweet tooth - oh please
I last until after dinner
but then ...I succumb
to needing the sugar
the chocolate - the licorice
Strange because during
the day my mind is onto
life in general - but come
evening tide and darkness
the lure of comfort:
succulent rhum of cane
of my feverish brain
to become my bane
of my fight in vain
hubby - go to the store -again
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