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Hunger

By Lisanne

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When I am old and am forced to limits Concerning matters of food and love and Passions better suited for sweet young maidens, Will you think me foolish then to want Chocolates instead of toast Pleasure in place of sleep The song of your hand against my flesh Echoing into the quiet stillness of night. Will you paint my lips with the Blood of ripe strawberries Drink of my honey as if it were wine? When our lives are trimmed in shadows Will you still nourish me with your flesh Feed my soul with the fire in your eyes Take me down so that I may once again fly? Quick!  Before it's too late. Must I cook us bread and sausages? Or might we dine on the banquet of our bodies.1999, Written February 25th, 2002 © on Feb 24 2002 03:28 PM PST   0 • 8

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