I vex myself
I turn to you with a hungry heart
Expecting you to serve yourself to me.
To be devoured when & where I want.
We are not in debt
You owe me nothing
I enjoyed your body.
It does not belong to me.
I do not want crumbs.
I want the whole cake.
And I don't think you can serve me it.
So I will fill myself in other ways
Friends. Life. Sun. Smiles.
My appetite is colossal
And I know my life is full.
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The Heart Doctor
PoetryTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
