I Have an Appetite though
I'd forgotten.....
Amidst the fear, the death, and....
the apathy.
The sweet smell .....Of.
Love,..... life....
The lingering, scent......
of .........a woman.
The taste !
Moments,
that touch, the essence.... of our souls.
I'd forgot, that sometimes.
We must, still...... chase the dream.
And yet
I Yearn for love !
Giajl © Jim Love