• Hunger for years,
    No food in sight.
    One day of triumph.
    In the distance, what a sight,
    View obscured by grass,
    Smell so divine.
    The gazelle so lost, not aware,
    Stomach growling, saliva salivating.
    Preparing for the leap.
    Teeth sinking,
    Cry disappearing,
    A plead so welcoming.
    The hunger not satisfied,
    Skin so tender, fragile,
    Alluring.
    Testosterone climbing,
    Running wild,
    Not enough of too much.
    That same look,
    Duplicated in your eyes,
    Sea’s finding their please.
    Asking for more,
    No pushing, but drawing,
    In.
    My body responding,
    Accepting, Asking for more.
    As I gasp for breath.
    Beckon me,
    Keep your eyes on me,
    The lust, so divine.