It flares up
without any effort
whenever I daydream
of lascivious deeds
there is only one face
which crystallizes
and taunts my memories
it seems unrequited
yet still powerful and pure
like fumes after a feast
the smell in the kitchen lingers
tempting one to sample
the leftovers
to see if the flavors
have deepened

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