I URGE

I urge her aqueous eyes,
For I am hungry unlike before
She is my own river……
It's length unbound
I beg for her
Soft curves,
For I am resistant unlike before
She is my own mountain,
It's height unmeasured.
I desire her black Nipples,
For, I am thirsty like anything
She is my own ocean …..
It's depth unknown.
I want her
Black hair,
For I am a painter by nature
She is my own canvass
It's  image UN-sketched.
I long for her
White bones
For I am a forester on duty
She is my own tree.
It's fruits untouched.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI