The Secret Vice

Oh I know I shouldn’t do it
– it will fill me with remorse –
so I listen to your good advice,
nod, and say “of course”.

But in the secret moments
when no-one is around
I give in to my impulse
and the pleasure to be found.

They urge me not to do it,
but my resistance is no match,
to the irresistible, insistent urge
to scratch and scratch and scratch!

© ceenoa

9 responses to “The Secret Vice”

  1. This is such a fun poem to read and one that i certainly can relate to.

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    1. Thanks. I like to keep them fun when I can. However, it isn’t fun when that itch strikes.

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  2. I very much felt the love in your poem. You are a talented poet!

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  3. You just made me scratch!

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    1. Oh No, I am sorry. But just the thought of itching does seem to be contagious. Hope it goes away soon.

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    1. Nope, just a pinpoint spot that cries out for attention continuously. 🙂

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  4. I was thinking more of a tickle than a scratch:) That is, if you are ticklish like me.

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