Lust and Red Velvet

With sincere adoration, and great passion I savored my red velvet cake that I had originally brought for my lunch. It was 9:00 in the morning and I was 20 minutes late this morning which means I had only been at work for about 15 minutes. I couldn’t wait. I couldn’t resist. The rick red velvet cake and diving cream cheese frosting called to me like a mother would call for her lost child. The loving howl shook my heart and honed my senses. I moved helplessly and breathlessly towards the kitchen. I needed a fork. I couldn’t look uncivilized to my coworkers devouring sweet delicacies that early in the morning. I needed heaven in my mouth and I had to have it now. My eagerness was so great I had a skip in my gait. My large frame danced down the hall to the kitchen fetching a fork. I was giddy. I was beside myself with joy following my temporary bliss. The very nature of addiction is to follow a temporary bliss understandably uncontrollably. I had to have it! My bliss would be had as soon as I was able to locate a plastic fork and pop my Tupperware treasure!

I never determined to do anything and failed. - Sojourner Truth