I can be sweet and tantalizing,
both up close and from a distance.
I glitter and shine,
and all eyes are usually on me.
My name is Temptation,
but people don’t usually call me that.
Rather they lavish me with their lust and attention
even if the attention will never be fully reciprocated.
I radiate light,
yet I don’t generate it from within.
I smile outwards
since I can be whatever you want me to be,
but inside I cry,
because it only lasts for a short while,
and most people move on to desire something else.
My name is Temptation,
but I am so much more.
If people only saw the light that shines inside their hearts
there wouldn’t be a need for me,
and I can be more than an object
more than a short-term option,
and more like a life-long friend.