Some people hunger
for sweets
or adventure
Or to succeed
from student
to mentor.
Some people hunger
for power
and money
drawn like bees
to flowers
and honey.
But no, I hunger
to wake -
sleepy eyes -
taste your skin
with kisses
and sighs.
And still I hunger
to wait
so silent
in sudden awe
of heartbeat,
breathing quiet.
Oh, such sweet hunger
to trace
and caress
with my head
resting gently
on chest.
Oh, such cruel hunger
to want
and wait:
something so far
to touch
to sate.
Some people hunger
to triumph
to out-do,
But I hunger
for you,
only you.