indulgent

It feels so indulgent, the way you look at me with your eyes.

It feels so indulgent, the way you strive to understand me.

It feels so indulgent, the way you quench my flesh.

It feels so indulgent, the way you love me so thoroughly.

Do I dare ask whether I am allowed to indulge myself so?

Gobbling up all this love

Bursting with my luscious curves

Satiation my mind with overly rich thoughts

Expressing each emotion as if uncovering a gem

Yes, I think it’s okay to be this happy

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