From the usual desires within a store From the potato chips that don't call for you but still eat From the shredded cheese that only seems delectable at 2:00 am
There is nothing in this world we wouldn't crave For we are the ones who have slept through sleepless nights For we that have been addicted to the nectar that is known as coffee And For we that has been blessed with Lusus Naturae
But remember, That even if we were blessed. The ill will wish for us And we shall respond as it is not our duty to do so
Instead, it is just the cravings that bond our blessings and that we are one in the twilight
Memories carved in eternal rocks under the witness of a forever sky...
Playing in puddles,dancing in the rain, running after dragonflies, eating berries, stealing cookies, believing in the moon chasing you, reading fairytales and waiting for Santa Claus!
While wishes remained in flight...in wandering migration...in search of fulfilling lands...
To fly like a bird, view the world atop a tree, build a rooftop library, become king or queen for a day, watch meteor showers, laugh and cry without anybody looking, sleep under the stars and escape into the woods!
To measure life as cravings and carvings thus... Is to understand it's true essence which is "Endless...! "
Chocolate, chocolate of delight. Oh how you melt my tongue with your tenderness, Oh how you fill my mouth with your pleasure. Creamy skin, Smooth body. Surely, You were crafted for my joy, For you drown my despair and cleanse me with your elixir.
i’m hungry but the numbers on the scale from this morning tell me otherwise and i’m hungry but the way my stomach doesn’t lay flat against my body says diversely i’m hungry but i want to feel the bones sticking out of me i want to feel how sick i am
now i’ve given in it holds control over everything i do the way i drag my feet the things that slowly come out of my mouth the thoughts that encourage the purple tone in my skin and the bags under my eyes
i’m hungry but the hunger to starve, is much stronger and the hunger to binge, is heavier than the rest
My autumn leaves a trace of cravings. How nice to watch them plonk their bubbly blues. There bitter meets the nagging, Namely, Grey collides with crimson spleen of sour overdues.
I treat them all As seasonal and timely. It's cool to feel what is corrupt in their shallow kinds. There nastiest are marked between the lines of mildly put regrets as looming shades Of glasses oozing wine.
It all has been at least concerning But never even eaten me a while. To me there's no such thing as tables turning. To you it may as well seem only a breath of wind.
You leaving was a blessing in disguise Made me realize who I truly am and how I should be treated Knowing that I wasn’t being treated like a queen But I have now found my castle and my own queen She puts me on top and lays me down when it’s time Making me feel safe as if I'm surrounded by a moat But in all actuality you make me flood Grabbing your voluptuous curves while they take me on a ride You drive me absolutely wild Stealing the literal soul out of my body while you satisfy my cravings Knowing how to pierce me in all the right ways Sending shocks through my body Baby you will forever be my goddess