Pleasures of the Hungry Soul

Another write inspired by one who no longer inspires. His memory, to me, will always rest in peace in these poems.

Exquisite intoxication

 

sinful decadence that taunts and persuades

 

flashing with the gleam of the gold

 

found in the deepest part of his soul

 

Those orbs of molten chocolate that are his eyes.

 

 

 

 

 

Masterful dancers

 

graceful and deft

 

adept at the art of motion

 

singeing the flesh as though lightning

 

has struck the center of my being

 

Those pillars of flame that are his hands.

 

 

 

 

 

Succulent nectar

 

nourishment quenching

 

that quiets the hunger pangs of the soul

 

passing from one cup to another

 

the fount of joy, youth and sweetness

 

the answer to my pleading.

 

 

 

That enchanting moment when we kissed like fools.

Reviews

[Prose-full]

very smooth and sensual..

"Those orbs of molten chocolate that are his eyes"--succulently descriptive

very nice write
(a great submission too, "Easy on the Eyes")

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

What a lovely ode to someone who was once very special to you. Beautiful descriptive quality - especially about the eyes. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha