Poeisa: A poem of sensuality of Humanistic Things

let's see where this is leading us
your slow to peak excitement
and my need for instant boost
your bitter sweet tip on my tongue

that mouthful of a kiss
less you became the addiction
so just before you give your all
and before i give myself in,

i'll walk away
pretend to have never met you
till you come, luring me back to
our little chasing game

then we'll start it all over again
coffee