Nectar

Copyright © December 9, 2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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I am but a man
reaching for this dream

with an everlasting thirst,
thirsting for your love.

Your sweet nectar,
heaven on my tongue,
satisfying my hunger,
if only for a moment,

until back again I come,
time after time.

I feed on your sweet love
as down low I go,
my appetite for you demands it.

I am a big bear in your honey pot,
lapping it up to the last drop,
won't leave until my belly's full.

My need is finally met 
if only for the day
the hour,
the minute,
the second.

But what is this?
Prepare and make way,
for my hunger, it returns.