The answer is no.

It’s simple. There is no other option.

And yet, options beckon me.

In another life, I would have said yes. I would have forsaken my logic to follow my desire.

Forces against my will pull me in as the honey bee is drawn to the flower. The apple is proffered, the fruit ripe and willing. I reach out to take it, but the garden is lovely and I dare not cause a drought.

I struggle against the hunger.

If only a gentle caress, would I be satiated?

I want—

I need not say more.

And yet…


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