i crave you sometimes - an absurd yearning like a pregnant woman's appetite for the peculiar you come to me at night while i'm trying to surrender my thoughts to the astute themes of authors who are not writing about contented love or lost love or love at all your taste enters my mouth and i want to choke on it and spit it out but it seeps smoothly into my gums and coats my tongue yes i crave you sometimes but mostly what i crave is to have myself back and not to have to crave you at all
Reason for writing:
i think the poem speaks for itself.....i'd love some feedback if anyone would like to send me an e-mail
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