1873_Pierre_Auguste_Cot_-_SpringThe hunger


All I know to be true

Is that I love you, I love you, I love you

I love you so much

I can feel it

In my mouth

My ears

My heart

My eyes

My hands, my stomach, my feet, my thighs

I love you with everything I own

I need you like…

Like a proper physical addiction

Every artery, ventricle and vein bleeds with desire for you


I want you


Take me beyond the fronds of paradise

Touch my soul with warm sultana bread like gulps –

Dripping down my throat like

Like orange blossom honey

(hot excitement/fragrant touch)


I need your being


I love your heart

Your soul

Your path your –

Never ending beautifully clear depth

You inspire me to feel

Freely yet succinctly

Make pain and joy into one perfect feeling

Enrapture me

Capture me

Question me

Solve me –

Dissolve me

Into a million different particles

All knowing to which nucleus they belong…


I belong to you


In a way that doesn’t connote possession –

You and I

Our kabuki so far


Let it now be honesty

With you, I will always be

Regardless of the pigeonhole.


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