The questioned posed is, is this a habit?
or merely chance exposed, and time to grab it?
Is this a habit, or is this an obsession?
Who knows the equation to answer such a question
What is a habit? Is it controlled repetition?
A guilty act waiting confession?
An act of conscious salacious desire
To never want the moment to expire
This habit is coated with obsessional delight
using smell, taste and obligatory sight
I try to resist with all my fragile might
But it is a completely futile untenible plight
© Justine Nagaur
I am a self confessed and unashamed chocoholic hehe, hence the prompt word of habit naturally inspired my thoughts to head this way. The photo is my secret (not so secret now!) stash of chocolates in a cupboard beside my bed ❤
This poetry is written inspired by Mara’s Poetry 101 Rehab
Poetry 101 Rehab