you are the presence
in every line of my poetry
it is your touch
that arouses my words
this growing hunger inside of me
is your creation
and it is
uncontainable
and
ravenous
and i must confess
that when it comes to you
my thoughts are
entirely impure
i blame the predatory look
in your eyes
as you settle your sights
on me
i submissively fall victim to it
every
single
time
February 14, 2016
Unfiltered Poetry 