I woke up this morning hungry, made me some breakfast but didn't feel fulfilled, stopped by the store grabbed me a snack and yet STILL I wanted more my stomach starts to hurt from feeling empty and unsatisfied yet in my mind I can't figure out why while out I grab lunch salami and cheese with a sprite on the side but just like before I'm still not satisfied I just like before I can't imagine why so now I head home stomach still turning yet not knowing what it is my stomach is yearning for and then it hits me once I see you from walking in the door your eyes give me the attention I craved, your love was the additional satisfaction I was lacking, your lips touching mine seems more divine given the time I've missed being away from them, your body every curve has my appetite at a fever pitch eating your sacred fruit is all I can wish to have, no forks required we all know it's finger food and not to eat to fast understand patience is a virtue, I want you to feel every bit of my hunger for you from your head to your toes your edible as well as desirable, phenomenal while remaining insatiable, everything a growing man needs in a day to day life a ability only acquired by women, fiancés, wives, queens, empresses women of power understand our hunger pains are for real women can nourish which is what we no longer desire this is what we need
YOU ARE READING
The mind of the average
PoetryA book of poetry that gives a different perspective an awareness to the depths of emotions some will make you smile,some may even make you cry, but overall goal is to make you feel what you reading while understanding the points of view PLEASE ENJOY
