Keep the Hunger Alive

knock me from this caterwauling armchair performance for the natural beauty who came to read my poem pop-tart pixie queen with adorable written all over her pink ked's a christmas kitty with snuggling on her mind but i have five verses of doom's gloom to dredge and she has had her fill of headstrong people for her to play the role of so she waits patiently for me to finish two cups of good java and the coffee shop has feet so we shuffle it past the empty parking lots in hopes of finding the perfect place to watch the stars the ones that dance and the ones that shine as long as we keep the feast of the mind moving we can keep the hunger alive she is scent and texture a fragrance implied upon springs first breeze a kiss of beauty's tender truth's implied in a whisper of a dream she came to me in the dark of night with words like stain upon her soul she came with sculpted reason so i let her craft me i am her poem as my poem is the sea symbol of the restless fundamental earth symbol of the transient moon