The Feast
Sensations, rippling through me, a quiver running down my spine
thought of me eating you, as if sitting down to dine
Tasting, savouring, each little tiny bit
Knowing each course I have, I'll still have room to fit
A little bit more, just a little more, I cannot get my fill
My appetite for you getting stronger, I cannot control my will.
I pour you a drink, we lay down by the fire
Hands roaming, searching, kindling the desire
Feeding, giving nourishment, I offer myself to you
You devour every inch of me, as you are hungrey too.
A little bit more, just a little more, we cannot get our fill
Our appetites getting stronger,we cannot control our will
As the evening falls around us and the light begins to fade
Two bodies lay intertwined, their nakedness displayed
Each has eaten of the other, such forbidden fruit
Try as they did to ignore it,it became a more desperate pursuit
A little bit more, just a little bit more, their mouths open wide
Their appetites getting stronger, to feed the need inside
The feast becomes a banquet, all that they want and more
The feeding becomes a frenzy as if they had never eaten before
Each mouthful, a succulent, tasty delight
The banquet goes on late into the night
A little bit more, just a little bit more, cravings that had to be sated
Their appetites fulfilled, for a little while, content, happy and elated!
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
Hunger, is not always just about food!!
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