I want you obsessed with me—
addicted to the sound of my voice
and the smell of my hair.
Not just you—everyone.
Both bad boys and good girls,
crawling on their knees,
ready to drink me in—
Dripping syrup like a root beer
sucked through a straw—
while I sprinkle breadcrumbs,
real Hansel and Gretel style.
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