Appetite

Fay Slimm.

 

 

 

Appetite.


A lust full of met Karma meant

eagerness lessened.

Dimmed passion bred doubt

as yield was withheld .

Calm turned to distress until

bars split and bird fled.

Desire led stale appetite to

try fresh-mate pleasure..     

But ardour has  females fire

heart-rending  questions.

Will new lover's plied nectar 

ferment no regrets ?

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  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 25th, 2022 02:55
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Good write Fay.
    I got no appetite for them figs. I dare not risk it! It's TMI (Too Much Information) to tell ya more.
    Poor Orchi and his fig troubles. lol.

  • arqios

    Turning the page is quite a release with relish. The tale moves along at an agreeable pace. Thanks for sharing.

  • Neville



    enjoyed over breakfast, before work & I feel sure it will be enjoyed again at the end of the day, after tea, maybe .. x



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