My Heart Bleeds Once More

To eat you like a whole Almond

Photo by Mayank Dhanawade on Unsplash

I crave her hair, voice and mouth,

starving and hungry, I pool down the streets,

coffee nor bread fails to nourish me, sad I felt all day,

Gently, I ran for the liquid of her steps.

Again, I starve for sleek chick laugh,

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Evince Uhurebor

A prolific writer, poet and programmer all in one personality. Email: evinsian14@gmail.com