Buzz

That dab of perfume on your wrist never seemed like much.  How could it?  It was just this tiny little drop that you rubbed between your wrists.  But that’s all it took.  That sweet scent.  That delicious smell.  You have me hooked.

I can’t wait to take your hand and pull it to me.  Pull your wrist up to my lips and give it a kiss.  Let the smell intoxicate me.  Ravish you.

I’m the bee and you’ve got the honey.

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