Hunger

Growling, gurgling, grasping,
The stomach pains for sustenance:
A sweet honey sickle,
A hot zesty chili pepper,
A ripe, succulent strawberry.

The purging passion

Plays with the aromas of yesterday’s horizon.

With hands wide open,

 It reaches for the sky.

The array of colors

Rests upon the water

And the senses

Fade into the sunset--

A masterpiece of delicous desire. 

Quiet comes

With the darkness,

And the frozen ripples of the river,

Yearning for movement.

Moonlight chuckles from above

As the silence of the evening

Is punctured by the

Hums of the humming bird

Searching for a mate.