A Healthy Appetite
Being Seen, Being Felt
Our appetite
for each other
is voracious
And although
the starvation
was torture
We know
the feast
will be
salacious
Woke up
with her
on my mind
Fu*k
I need to feel her
She woke up wet
needing the heat
of my body
And being curled up
around me
like In her secrets
she can
Just like you
I don’t think
there’s anything
sexier than this
Knowing someone
was so turned on
by just the thought
when they wake up
that they succumb
to the desire
heart racing
hands wandering
plundering
their body
So charm me
Torment me
in detail
Let me know

The poem is quite lovely and moving.
A healthy, wonderful appetite....
Wonderfully expressed how waking up in need is real.
Thank gods for a good breakfast!