18 December 2012
Ice cold glass, glistening. Warm fingers making shapes, Shapes on the frosted window. The temptation is too great.
Look left. Look right. left again. Then right.
No-one watching, Just go ahead Eyes still wondering If anyone is spying
Mouth slightly open Tongue slowly going Going towards the iced glass Just one quick lick and it will all be fine
The Tongue touches the glass A smile on your face And pride in your mind But wait
You pull your head back But your Tongue stayed there Now everyone is staring But it's your burden to bear
The smile quickly fades As you try to escape There's only one thing to do And that's ask for some help
Some warm water will do And a generous person You've learned from your mistake Go with temptations No matter what's at stake
Temptation • Opuss № I