Stored to Nibble and Taste

I wanted to love and knew how to do it.
I wanted to give...
Touch and abandon my inhabitions,
In lustful thoughts I seem to savor.
And I sit on a sand dune...
On the shores of Cape Cod,
Just before dusk.
Thinking of 'us'!
When there is no 'us'...
To share the coming sunset,
Yet!
I watch the seagulls dip and dive for fish,
Realizing I must keep my wish alive!
If the tides hold promise to nourish...
Why can't I be plucked by someone,
Who sees my need to be fed and feed
With unwavering anticipation,
Stored to nibble and taste!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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