Temptation Twenty Four Seven
trials & temptations
life's leaven
twenty-four seven
my nose pressed flat
against the sweet shop pane
a yearning
welled within
a sigh
a shrug
I shuffle off
childhood was rationed then
where
apples overhang
the orchard wall
sun-kissed draped
now about to fall
in
hedgerows ablaze
with succulent sweets
will-power
melts
in a crumble
temptation's face
with whispers
so often
ensnare &enlace
allurement
in her glance
a come hither
perchance
away away
I'll not play
begone
deceit
false words
go go
let not
my ego show
depart depart
I'll not listen
....today
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2020
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