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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She is the ache That can't be ignored, The gnawing in the night, The knowing and the not knowing. She is a snag that keeps unraveling, A tug, then a pull— The crave that is always out of touch. You curse in utter disgust, For her, you're full of lust. The restless longing, The promise to fill a void You didn’t know existed. And deep down, she waits, Hovers, even when she’s not around. She is the dance between hope and frustration, A hunger that grows with distance And softens with closeness. She is the taste of something sweet, That aftertaste that burns. Her scent lingers, Long after she’s gone, The smell that entices Everyone. She is the whisper, The constant hum, The nagging tinnitus In the eardrum. A quicksand, An avalanche— Like flame, She consumes your thoughts. She engulfs your every fiber. She is a quiet fire, Flickering just beneath the surface, Always present, Even when she's barely there. The insatiable, The quench that can never be satisfied. She drives you. She keeps you waiting. She will keep you guessing— The growing longing, The yearning. Like a moth to a flame, You are drawn, Mesmerized, Wings singed, Still not asking why. The warmth burns, It keeps repeating, Your heartbeat pounding— And yet, you will never grasp The steps to the dance of desire.
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