My Hungry Body Satisfied.

Goldfinch60



I hunger for your slow, sinuous

Arms sliding around my body;

Feeling my every part

With your ever loving touch.

 

The hunger that has been with me

Since you first came into my life.

My body reaching out to your

Many and varied incarnations.

 

The thrashing hunger of those times;

Just you and me, joined together,

In the absolute harmony of love,

With and within each other.

 

The hunger, wanting more and more

Of your never ending and ever changing ways;

That turns emotion into physicality,

Which never fails to touch my many parts.

 

The hunger will always be there;

My love for you will never end;

My life loving you forever,

Today Bach, tomorrow maybe Pink Floyd.

 

Music, always in my life.

 

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 25th, 2025 01:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have had music in my long life forever.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 15
  • Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.

  • Doggerel Dave

    "Put another nickel in
    In the nickelodeon
    All I want is having you
    And music, music, music"

    Instant recall, Andy - many thanks. As a bonus I enjoyed the sensuality.

    • Goldfinch60

      Much appreciated Dave, thank you.

      Andy

    • sorenbarrett

      A fun turn in this poem Gold where a thought to be person becomes music. Most lovely my friend

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you for your kind word soren.

        Andy

        • sorenbarrett

          You are most welcome Andy

        • arqios

          This poem unfolds like a love letter to music itself: sensual, devotional, and lifelong. It borrows the language of physical intimacy to describe an artistic and emotional connection, turning listening into a full‑body experience. The closing line, leaping from Bach to Pink Floyd, captures the joy of range; how the same soul can be fed by baroque precision one day and psychedelic expanse the next. It’s an ode to versatility, and to the idea that music isn’t just a pastime, but a constant, evolving love affair. It leaves the sense that this “hunger” isn’t meant to be satisfied once and for all but it’s meant to keep pulling you toward the next note, the next discovery.

          • Goldfinch60

            Such very true words Rik, I am still discovering new music and new musicians. Thank you.

            Andy

          • Neville



            Sincerely impressed sir .. and that's a bloomin understatement .. I never saw that coming but it couldn't have been any better ..

            • Goldfinch60

              Most kind Neville, thank you.

              Andy

            • Bella Shepard

              A delightful double entendre in poetic form, had me going right up to the end. Well done!

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Bella.

                Andy

              • Thomas W Case

                Beautiful. Powerful writing.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Thomas, much appreciated.

                  Andy



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