Part of my poetry collection Margins of the First Draft — a quiet confession about love, longing, and life’s simple, sinful pleasures.

(Authors Note)

7. a lust was born

And maybe We could

Share a kiss or two,

Let our worlds align

Poetry on the Margins #7 Where the Hunger Lies

I must confess the dirtiest and nastiest confession of my lifetime:
I have a weakness — a weakness of such extent, I am almost blushing while typing it.

I just can’t
ever
say no
to chocolate cake and wine.

And I often find myself thinking of you
while I devour.

Links to more of my work:

If you like reading an emotionally packed short story here you can find multiple of them: Six-Sentence Stories, Short Stories, Romance and All That, Dead Poet

And a brand new addition to my poetry tab: On the margins of the First Draft

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