You always wanted them to do
What they eventually do to you,
Taking charge
After you’ve been in charge for so long,
This taboo lingering in the air
Long after it ceased to make sense.
You’ve always lusted after
What youth gives them,
And they know it,
They even invite you back
After they have ceased
Being under your taboo,
Where they might finally
Give you what you want
And what you need,
Two are one,
One or the other,
Or both,
Each touching you in ways
You’ve always needed to be touched,
But could not ask for,
And don’t ask for now,
Both around you,
Like a duality you don’t
Completely understand,
Unable to tell whose touch
Is whose when it no longer matters,
Two as one,
Double pleasure
Inside and out,
Moving over and around you
Like a serpent plunging the depths of you
So deep you don’t know
Where or when it will come out
And don’t care,
Never wanting it to stop
As it always must
The lingering satisfaction
Like never imagined,
The apple the teacher always wanted
Bitten into,
Sweet and bitter,
As all good things
Come to an end
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