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I Only Want a Taste

Please don’t make me guess
I don’t want to have to consider
the implications
of your expression.
Please don’t spell it out for me
I don’t want to have to realize
I don’t want to recognize
this moment:	Almost passionate
		Bursting toward compassionate
We could be teetering past friendship,
But that is sure to make me fall.
I only want a taste
like
the scent of cotton candy
without the sticky mess.

Please
Whitewash your emotion
Paint your sex in pastel colors
It might be nice
to feel you come
but do not make me cross that bridge myself.
If I taste you now
will I tap you and wrap you for the rest of my life?
I cannot recover from an addiction of that magnitude.
And yet
Perhaps
You could finally sate my hunger
But what if you did?
When one ceases to be hungry, what can one do
but sleep?

Actually
I’m afraid of satisfaction
I know that it cannot be obtained
In the end
I’m avoiding completion
I don’t know what to do when the act is done.

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