Something I wrote a long time ago--but I was browsing through old files and found it. I had forgotten...
This gluttony
tiny pinpricks
to fill a
gaping whole--
the empty place
where I go
when loneliness
overwhelms
and top it up with
more excess nothing.
it drags
hanging down
weighing on my back
the hole is not satiated
with mere filling
there is more
to this than
comfort
and
substitution.
life, me, and
everything
is just not enough.
Take me, ravish and seduce me
and don't tell me until
it is much, much too late
I need more
than food and clothing
I need-want love and
only your love
satisfies my
craving.
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