Feast Or Famine

Passionate kisses fall upon my hungry lips,

As loving hands, caress my cheeks.


Knowing eyes look deep into my soul,

Searching for my innocence

That wanders lost and starving

Inside my darkness. 


Soothing words call forth restrained emotions

Locked deep within the ravenous confines

Of my loneliness. 


The sweet aroma of your passion

Wafts gently into my nose

And fills my head with the promise

of your delectable sustenance.


Do I break my fast

And ingest your delicious promises

That entice my hungry senses?


Do I let my love starved innocents

Be found by your searching eyes?


Shall I follow those soothing words

Straight to the rapturous bounty

That is your love?


Or trust those loving hands

And take hold,

And be pulled from the dark depths

Of my loneliness and emotional famine?


Am I ready

to feast upon the sumptuous banquet you offer,

Or has my appetite been lost forever?


I think I will just taste your passionate kisses

And let my heart decide

How hungry it really is.



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I like that. Beautiful!

I like that. Beautiful!

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