Feast

Morgan Fuerstenberg graphic

I’ll set the table 

You prepare the meal.

Don’t be gentle

We can’t waste any time.

Once we begin,

All that exists is 

Us

Our bodies–intertwined

Our souls–combined

Inside of us,

A pure, raw

Hunger

So satisfy me

Fill me

Let me feed you

Please you

Stay here with me and give in to

Temptations

Feast with me.