With groveling posture, and lingering time;
keen excruciation and heightening grime.
My hunger grew rich, and full, and tight,
longing for edification and might.
With retina fixed, and pupils dilated,
piercing looks verify the time i have waited!
It's before me, the object of my starvation,
the smorgasbord of sensual fascination.
The buffet's palatable, so grand, so sweet,
I must name it SHE!, so delightful to eat!
My fixation grows irreversible,
like emotions that run wild a time or two.
My hunger grows richer, and fuller, until
I can devour HER at will.
Neither raucous nor harsh, just tame,
but estatic, that SHE! has sounded my name!
Calling me back for plate two,
to satisfy my hunger the whole way through.
SHE's palatable, so grand, so sweet,
I love HER dish, so delightful to eat!