Want, Sweet Want

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One, succulent
drop.
Such tingling for the taste.                        Yes.
always        wanting,            wanting.
 
more.
 
Just.... one...
TOO MANY.
too much want
an avalanche of all and ever
and forever all 
falls over; tumble,
covering, buried.
 
gone.
Want no more, for
 
you
have
fallen
for falling.
-You know no longer what to do, what to want -
and the one, last,  lustful drop
has dropped
you.

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