This is a reprint of my prose poem that appeared in Unbroken Journal. Please pop over to Unbroken and read some of the free works by other poets.

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Your dark allure entices me. I surrender. Oh … oh … OH … such delight. Nothing can compare. I want more … more … but I glance at my watch and realize I’m late for work. I curse. I grab my car keys and turn toward you. You tempt me, promising sweet, supernal pleasures. My heart beats faster. My pulse races. The taste of your boldness lingers, bitter on my lips. I yearn for you, yet I resist the temptation. I have tried so many times — and failed. I hope this will be the day I forget you, the day I abandon you. Forever. But your persistence is inescapable. You stalk me at the office. And you’re there — tugging, testing my will — when I meet the girls for lunch. I can’t evade you on the street. Yet I know I must try. I defy you, shun you, ignore you. As the day wears on, recognition overwhelms me. I’m trapped. Ensnared. Addicted. When I get home, I collapse on the sofa and try to sleep. But slumber eludes me. You’re near. I can smell you. I remember this morning. I dream of your warm, mellow charm. The memories torment me, haunt me, fill me with regret. At midnight I rise and join you in the kitchen, sad acceptance in my gaze. I cannot combat your bewitchery. I voice what I’ve been thinking all day: Coffee, I loathe you.