Poetaster
Give me a piece
Of that poetry pie
If I don’t get some
I think I might die
Each word I consume
Leaves me hungry for more
Give me the rhythm
And rhyme I adore
I open my mouth
To the heavenly sin
And I eat them up
So the meaning sinks in
I delight at the taste
And deliciously find
I’ve developed a taste
For feeding my mind
So give me a poem
Any words that are spilled
And I won’t stop reading
Till my heart is filled
Words: ©2020LCR
Image: CCO
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