Malnourished Love

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March 2003 Poetry

Love has a hunger.

It feeds on words.

It needs delectable phrases.

It yearns for a passionate touch,

and tantalizing gaze.

With the sweet presence,

of having someone there.

Without these things,

a love would never survive.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-4-03.

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