Feed me with your words.
Speak of
the sweetest fruit
the smoothest cream
the most delicious wine.
Touch me with your breath.
like a cool wind
from the mouth of a deep cave
on summer's hottest day.
Caress me with your thoughts.
Explain the sensation
of drawing near the fire
having come in from the freezing rain.
Heal me.
Inspire me.
Sustain me till the end of time.
Like your words, that live forever.
© 2007 veingo
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