LOVE BANQUET

LOVE BANQUET





What is it that I hunger and crave; your prolonged

Laugh, your hair and your sleek limbs?  Famished

And starving I crave the moonbeams in your eyes,

I am a predator for your liquid movements.



I want to eat your porcelain face like a blanched almond;

Your nose on the fine bones of your arrogant face;

I would like to devouR the ephemeral shade of your

Flickering lashes as part of the love banquet I crave



Only a puma, jaguar or a cat from the wild understands

The to and fro pacing that hunger causes and I am as

The leopard to leap on the sumptuous banquet that is you.



The bread of this world no longer nourishes me; my

Sustenance is to breathe in and imbibe the love you

Prepared for me as a guest to your resplendent banquet


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