Eat, Drink, Love

I know hunger,

I know the gnaw that grows,

From the stomach,

To every tip of every bone,

Until it floods the body with need.

The only thing to kill it is greed.

I know thirst,

I know the dryness that grows,

From the mouth,

To every tip of every bone,

Until it fills the body with air.

The only thing to kill it is nowhere.

I know love,

I know the ache that grows,

From the heart,

To every tip of every bone,

Until it drowns the body with unholy fire.

The only thing to kill it is……..desire.

© M.H.