Hungering

How can we speak of desire when needs, unmet
ravage our sense of survival – we’ll regret
this wanton display – flames subside but hunger
remains – the body’s priorities reset.

Perhaps it’s the soul that stirs when you are near –
Spirit longing to overcome mundane fear –
as if the intertwining of flesh equates
with mortal release – quick come to me, my dear.

(Written for dVerse poetics, where we are examining poetic forms.  This week, hosted by Frank, we are challenged to write a Rubaiyat.  To find out more, click on the link.)

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47 comments

  1. Oh my! If you were sitting here with me right now, you would have heard a big sigh and the whispered “ohhhh” escape my lips at reading’s end here. That last stanza is so romantic…heartfelt. Oh my ❤️

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