I hungered, and you fed me.
Your savoury embrace, and I
salivated like at the smell of bbq
I never felt so safe so sated
So full so
Fed.
You did not offer dessert
But eggs and tea and toast and stirfry and the
warm
companionship
hot
coupling
were enough
then.
Then.
This is strange food
melts away
leaves me hungry
Now, after my three course meal, from
over my
cheesecake-laden
fork
I look back with
gratitude.
You fed me.
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