Your wrapping makes me want you.
Swept up in a promise of fulfillment; I unwrap you.
Delighting as I explore each layer of your coating finally meeting and
indulging in your delicious chewy center.
I ingest you fully, unable to slow, I devour your zesty, sweet and plenteous substance.
Relishing in the traces of your taste renews a longing to experience you daily.
Without warning current package recalled, discontinued.
Digestion complete and with it full absorption of hidden toxins.
Fueled by desire having made their way thru every cell scarring from end to end
aching for escape are sweet cravings mixed with severe pain from the shock of withdrawal.
Trapped by the poison of unexpressed passion;
not resolved nor released now it seems reserved for bitter flavors.
Nothing releases passion as does the pleasure in hope.
To Be Discontinued
You are enticed with my packaging and open me joyfully toying with each layer until reaching one of disfavor, a hard core, a jaw breaker.
Marketing to be discontinued; moving on to the release of new products.
~Blake Krystian Rohr