The Candy ManThe Candy Man visits me.The Candy Man1 day ago in Free Verse
I watch, as I become
like a child in a sweet shop,
my resolve breaking
the closer he gets.
I do nothing as his spell of sugary,
sinful sweetness washes over me.
It leaves my heart pounding and my throat burning.
He lures me with his dark eyes, like pools of fresh mint,
housed beneath chocolate lashes.
His hair, like sprinkled cinnamon,
and his voice, as rich as syrup.
His tasty caramel skin sprinkled with freckles,
and his lips the color of a sundaes cherries.
Am I insatiable? I've never known lust
such as this.
Each taste of him spreads whiskey and warmth across my mind,
each taste is pure ecstasy.
Every taste breeds a wanting, making me crave more.
Is it wrong to want him, to crave him?