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Love’s Diet

There’s not a single piece of you I have not gently consumed. My hungry heart feeds On your love’s nutrients. Without your sustenance, I would wither away Depleted and starved. You sustain my pulse. I drink your kisses. I ingest your hugs. I absorb every last bit of you, Into my bloodstream. Advertisements BeautyCreative WritingDatingFoodHealthLovePoemPoemsPoetryRelationshipsRomanceWriting

Privatio Boni

Most of the time, I speak with searing silence, Because spoken words Are not remotely eloquent enough To fully express the countless dire sentences Being scribed within me. Thus, I must conclude That our loudest cries are the ones Nobody can hear And pain-riddled quiet Can puncture eardrums. My ears incessantly ring With unremitting unvoiced…