Once again
In my crosshairs
My hunger

Oh how our flesh
Have grazed
Giving reminder of how tasty sin is.

Eyes like magnets
We can’t help

My ego ponders
If you remember
Because I find it
Hard to forget.

The stare is mutual
Neither one looks away

She’s stern
With a smile
Like she’s
Ready to play.

“Catch me
If you can”
Is harmonized
By the prey.

Which is just enough to fuel me
through the rest of the day.

  1. Games of passion conveyed well in your poem.

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