It's

By jennifer

Wed, 29 Sep 2004
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It's not an instant hit
Like Nicotine
As you draw on a cigarette,
Sudden and sweet -
It takes longer
To reach
Those guarded places,
Those silent retreats.

Love is a slow burn,
Devouring inch by intimate inch
Your mind, your body as you yearn&;#8230;
It's a gradual itch -
No suddenness,
No violence.

It's
A quiet dominance,
But you don't resist -
You give in.

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Love