The Making of An Appetite

Neville

 

Watching us both in the tall mirror
making out like that
   made me feel I was taking you twice ..
And I swear if you
had been a lychee or fig I would have
eaten you whole
right there and then with the sunrays
brazenly bouncing
off the sweat on your glistening back
and blinding anyone
   who might just happen to be passing ..
Dear lord, how you
   just gave this old man back his appetite ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 14th, 2026 05:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: my latest anthology Falling With Icarus & Other Words in Progress is available from Amazon anywhere on earth 220 new works and monies to Brain Tumour Research .. thanks for taking a peek
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Jolly old mirror mirror on the ceiling,
    You be reflective of the way I'm feeling... Sorry Neville - there are times when an old rhymer just can't help himself...

    • Neville



      Ta for taking a peek Dave .. & I quite understand, no need to apologise .. ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

    • Katie B.

      Enjoyable read, well written.

      • Neville


        Thank you most kindly and true Katie B .. ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

      • sorenbarrett

        What a lovely seductive and sensuous write with an image that seems most delicious to the point of being mouth watering. Well done my friend

        • Neville



          Many of my finest thanks my friend .. Neville ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

          • sorenbarrett

            Most welcome Neville

          • Friendship

            Well written. Your poem uses the metaphor of appetite, both literal and figurative, to express the speaker's feelings towards another person. It juxtaposes sensuality with the imagery of food, emphasizing the intensity of attraction and the transformative effect that love can have on a person's outlook.

            • Neville



              amazing .. thankyou ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Neville, thereโ€™s a playful sensuality running through thisโ€ฆmirror reflections, sunlight on skin, and that sudden burst of appetite for life again. The imagery feels warm and vivid, but itโ€™s the closing line that ties it together so well. Desire and vitality wrapped in a smile. Well done, my friend.๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›

              • Neville



                Thanks for the visit and associated support .. I won't forget it .. Neville ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  Most welcome, my friend!

                • orchidee

                  Now you know I can't have figs cos........... Too Much Info to say why. But good write N.

                  • Neville



                    Shit, I neva knew that .. ๐Ÿ˜Ž .. maybe that's why there are no ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฐ on you, you old muskrat ๐Ÿ‘

                    • orchidee

                      You will know that, if you have too many figs! lol.

                    • arqios

                      Appetite is important for many things that feed into an appetite for living! So good N ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

                      • Neville



                        Too true & many thanks indeed arqios .. Neville ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

                        • arqios

                          Most welcome, Neville๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

                        • Thomas W Case

                          Raw sunlight, sweat, and hungerโ€”this oneโ€™s got the pulse of a man remembering heโ€™s still alive.
                          Thereโ€™s grit and gratitude in that last line; desire here isnโ€™t pretty, itโ€™s honest, and thatโ€™s why it works.

                          • Neville



                            Cheers, Thomas .. Much appreciated .. Neville ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

                          • NafisaSB

                            Sentiments described so clearly - one can almost visualize it

                            • Neville



                              I had the strangest feeling we were being watched .. thanks for taking a peek my friend .. Neville ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

                              • NafisaSB

                                ๐Ÿ˜ฌ not peeking. Letting the imagination run riot ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿคช



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