hunger

hunger doesn't always require food ... there are synaptic challenges that make our body want to feel satiated ... sometimes sex helps ... or the company of an other ... but sometimes the hunger is like an infinite void, no delicacy will satiate it, nor will the hunkiest hunk and less so the well meaning friend ... this is a hunger for which no food exist ... it's not a hunger of the body nor the mind not even the heart ... this is the hunger of our very core, of our spirit demanding that we move, that we act, that we find the place where our happiness lies, the love that we know exists for us ...
you may devour a banquet or give in to desire once or ten fold, but this hunger remains until you move ... or it eats you away

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