How ridiculous
I have been
Playing on observance
yet; blind to reality
relentlessly searching
for what I seek
not knowing
why
When contentment was
within my grasp
Impetuous , Impatient, Demanding
Aching For Fresh Meat
Stocking, salivating
Only to want, then
Imagine ,Dream ,Fantazize
The Sensation
To Devour
Flesh
Man
A Supreme Being is Nothing
In the wake of a Woman
Hungry, for more
She
Allows His Touch
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 3:05 AM UTC
How ridiculous
I have been
Playing on observance
yet; blind to reality
relentlessly searching
for what I seek
not knowing
why
When contentment was
within my grasp
Impetuous , Impatient, Demanding
Aching For Fresh Meat
Stocking, salivating
Only to want, then
Imagine ,Dream ,Fantazize
The Sensation
To Devour
Flesh
Man
A Supreme Being is Nothing
In the wake of a Woman
Hungry, for more
She
Allows His Touch
Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly
*** in the 80s
Who is hunting who
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