Addiction

Addiction 33

He stands there, his mighty bulk

haggard, a victim of his need

to choose among the adored

sensuous custards, luscious berries,

fudge filled cakes, pies, all lure him

entrap his passionate gaze

their opulent promise to delight his tongue

cruise like love through his veins

sun light his mind, rivets him

brows furrowed, eyes focused

rapt attention turns to frenzy

as he selects the succor for his soul

tears roll down chocolate mouth, jellied chin as

his body shudders

with relief