On hands and knees I crawl,delirious
Arms and legs unsteady, quivering
Overwhelmed by thirst, longing
A voice, a whisper on the wind,
Beckons to me
Is this a mirage,
This oasis I see?
Long limbs rise gracefully, sensuously
Holding a promise of fulfillment
The aroma of a lush garden alluring,
Luring me nearer, hypnotized.
As I near this garden of delight, anticipation
As if I'm being pulled instinctively
Guides me to a mount from which a spring flows
Oh heavenly scent! Dare I drink of you?
At first a sip or two, only to desire more
Lapping the nectar,lustily,frenziedly
Tongue driving deeper,delving,searching
For some relief from this thirst.
But this is a trap, and as I lap
The limbs close around my body
Making of me a prisoner, your prisoner
I must drink until your thirst is sated.
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