Hunger

I can't recall when it started, That hunger I could not satisfy, Fidgeting in nervous discontent, Deep inside I held my silent cry But what would bring satiety To a heart that was empty and yearning? How do you control the searing heat When the fire of passion is burning! Where to turn, which path should I take? Like a lost sailor, I was adrift On a roiling sea of confusion, Just waiting for the dark clouds to lift Then I came upon a garden Of trees laden with a tempting fruit, A bountiful harvest from an orchard That my lonely tears could not pollute So into barrels and baskets The gathered fruits were carelessly placed, The more I took, so much more I craved, And so I took it all, in my haste Greedily, I planned to devour All the delicious fruits I had stored, And too long I tarried in that garden That enticed me, begging to be explored But love cannot be saved and stored, We must use what Fate chose to allot, Now my cellar's filled with empty crates..... Hoarded fruits of love, destroyed by rot