I was starving for love
thirsty, aching in my desire to create home,
to be connected, to have a partner
Wanted to feel love, to be touched,
so badly I settled for crumbs.
I caved in to an old, familiar touch,
to comforting words spoken,
even though I KNEW, or should have,
that these were not going to end my hunger.
I gave pieces of myself away
for a moment, a fleeting moment
instead of keeping it all together,
waiting for the full feast to be ready.
Now my hunger is no longer so strong,
will take something mighty wonderful to tempt me.
I took too many crumbs,
it has ruined my appetite.