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The Hunger
The kiss ended
The taste lingering
The hunger consumes.
Good night has been said
And He has gone home.
On my flesh i can still
Feel Him.
On my tongue i can still
Taste Him.
i hunger to be
Back in His arms
The kiss unended.
The tears fall
The hunger consumes.
Oh we have all felt this before..................I never want to leave or be left.
Said a thousand times in the last thousand years or so . . . and yet, done so freshly in this poem, it is as if you were the very first one to experience this.
Starward