Like the addict there’s a craving, appetite for the need. Fantasies thriving, irritation for greed. Summon a resistant, so stunning too weak. Redolence, sweet, oh to taste the red apple treat. Call on divinity, interrogate the same faith, inside demand, so unsafe. Whirlwinds, wisp a whisper, of a needing inducing sin, ferocious, the conflict within.