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.