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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