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That intoxicating smell
I hate how it lingers
Forcing me to respond against my will
And desire what I can never have
Twisting my gut
Leaving an all too familiar ache
As my body longs for something just beyond my reach

My mind knows the truth
But biology can often be merciless
Tearing down well reinforced walls
Leaving nothing between me and the enemy
And I find myself staring with both awe and disgust
Wondering why
I have always had such a queer love affair with the impossible