The soul has much to say
Hunger
Systematically, undone
The taste of every fingertip, every toe
accounted for
My mouth feeds
as if hunger, were life
Her breath, cools my chest
March winds, chiseled landscape
Mathematics of the flesh
Constant division, ongoing addition
The odor of love...intoxicating
Her hair, washes over me
Silken rainfall, strawberry and vanilla
Peach folds, soft lips
Yet, it's her tender heart
...that makes me weep
What I wouldn't do
Drink from the sun
Tear out the devils' throat
Spill my own blood
Just to lover her, for a day
24 hours, with her in my arms
I can make it last
Forever, has no hold on me
Every breath taken, total recall
My memory...immortal
She tames, unleashes me...all at once
The perfected version of me, unveiled
when she whispers, "I love you"
A man is measured, by his appetites
She feeds me
My starvation...eternal
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