The Mind of Poetry
Insatiable
You say I am insatiable,
And yes I admit I am so.
I am very unsatisfied by,
The life that I know.
I am rapacious by nature,
And dragged by night.
I yearn to glance at you again,
To satisfy my appetite.
You claim I am insatiable,
I completely agree.
My ravenous hunger,
Is solely for you... you see.
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