Seduced
They appeared in the aisle before me
I could not look away, mesmerized
by the shrouds of sparkling silver
that restrained them
Without saying a word
they called my name, in ecstasy
I soared; I was being pursued
and could not resist
they were gods, I was certain
after the first, so I agreed to
the second and liked it, turning back
was no longer possible
I acquiesced—to the desire of the third
thirty minutes of heavenly bliss,
then they left me
with only memories
and a feeling on my tongue
like whipped velvet
I now count the minutes
until my next encounter
with a Three Musketeers bar
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