From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   Hungering woman!   
   After many lean years   
   Hungry in heart   
   To point of tears -   
      
   Hungry for everything   
   That woman needs   
   Hungry for words   
   And hungry for deeds -   
      
   Hungry for kindness   
   Hungry for warmth   
   Hungry for love   
   To the point of remorse -   
      
   Hungry for whole   
   And for each part -   
   Hungry for soul   
   And hungry for heart!   
      
   Hungering woman!   
   You're never there   
   You say you need me   
   Then flee into air   
      
   Each day each week   
   I think and toil   
   Passion wells up   
   My blood comes to a boil   
      
   Waiting for you   
   Or simply your call   
   With my mind burning,   
   Nerves stretched out tall,   
      
   With cannons shooting   
   All through the lung,   
   With forks inserted   
   Into the tongue,   
      
   With gut contorted   
   With burning eyes   
   Hearing distorted   
   Throat bound by ties   
      
   With shaking ligaments -   
   Knees growing weak -   
   With all within me   
   Waiting to break -   
      
   With heart impaled   
   On the end of the knife.   
   Hungering woman!   
   You eat me alive!   
      
   By Ilya Shambat   
   https://sites.google.com/view/ilyashambatpoetry   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)