The Food Tastes Too Good

She wants the streets

The lights

The endless rooms

Buzzing with innumerable faces

She wants the food that talks good

The drink that adds fuel to the fires

In her passion, her heart is burning

I’m breathing in her fumes

High on her heart

Her eyes call out my name

 

Three times

 

My heart watches hers

Laying down a pyre

Waiting for the flame to catch on

I can’t leave her eyes

The food tastes so good with her

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 21 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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