Souls Food
Your words when injested
Filled my subliminal fest
I never new such hunger
Existed nor made a request
But LOVE you are
The ONE sent from above
An angel, soul quencher,
The one i've dreamed of
Your face is a blur
Your body's' a mess
It's your soul that
Quenches desire
And achieves all success
You don't even realize
The imprint you have made
To you it's a joke
Under pressure
You will cave
But I know that
I love you
And that you
Are the one
To deny this
Will hurt you
A game not
Yet won.
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