If I share my mind,
will that be of higher value than my body?
If I share my words,
my thoughts, fears, passions,
will that be of higher value than my kisses,
my hugs, touches, caressing hands?
If I share with you, my vulnerable self in depth,
what will you share with me?
Will you take, take, take?
Is it selfish of me
to expect reciprocation?
Am I feeding the hungry,
expecting bread in return?
What a starving face you have
Emaciated, you mislead me
into believing you need something from me
If I share with you, hungry boy,
my soul, will you pick at it
like peas on your dinner plate,
and beg my body for desert?