Short Passionsweet Poems

Sweet Hunger

The desire wells up inside me
and I feel near to bursting
my needs so close to the surface
churning with passion
this sweet hunger is all consuming
as I devour the fragrence of your flesh
the heady saltiness of lust stinging my tongue
I am the fire,
you are the oxygen that fuels the flame
forever burning on a hot bed of embers
that will never die from hunger
Oh, the sweet hunger that drives the passion
between two souls
I am drunk on your wines.