Part of my poetry collection Margins of the First Draft — Nr 7 was written when I was 14 I believe, at such age I was so serious already and writing about love and desire as if I was an old woman already.

(Authors Note)

Lust

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.