Put Up

Spit her back out like
an old favourite
you're not allowed to have
anymore,
but just a taste will do,
just a taste will suffice.
You won't gulp,
because
you know once she
hits your system you'll be
infected.
You can't let them know
you're still just as weak
or you'll give up
whatever respect
you've earned in being
abstinent.
But I see you, teasing fate
toeing the line,
feet in both camps,
red handed
and innocent,
all at the same time,
and I have no choice
but to put up and shut up.