Cravings

Sometimes, I get these really bad cravings.
A smell wafts through the streets, and
Engulfs me in its silky, sweet, and crispness.
I cannot control myself.

Sometimes, I get these really bad cravings.
My hands ache to hold and caress
Its smooth and glossy texture.
I cannot control myself.

Sometimes, I get these really bad cravings.
I press my nose against the glass window, and
My eyes feast on colorful exhibits.
I cannot control myself.

So, finally, I enter the bookshop.

Craving

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