I Have Eaten of Love
Love set her table
before me
A tasty meal i
presumed to be
My heart salivated,
anxious
to taste loves
delicacy, delicious
I had heard it was
I was yet to see if
true or false
Soup served with
drink
sweet aroma dancing
in the air
bright drink giving
an inviting stare
I tasted and lo!
So sweet was the
food
and the drink was as
good
But behind the taste
was more of fire
than of salt
the soup was pepper
hot
and the drink a
flaming ginger
and the meat
scratching fingers
My heart danced to
the rhythm of pain
tears flowed like
rain
Of which i drank for
desert
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