Emotional Nourishment Deprived (End) Poem by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha

Feelings so special initiate kissing
I kiss ‘cos I couldn’t resist doing
It is you ‘cos you‘re adoring
Those pink lips, succulent, tempting and inviting

You starve me of my food
I live with appetite unquenched, what a mood
Eats, talks but the other, oh, I wish you could
Kiss me; make me less a ply wood

Your kiss, my eyes close for its vitamin A supplement
Your kiss absent, I lose my sight millions of moment.
The tongue exercise makes my speech healthily fluent
You make our tongues playmates with no environment

Through kissing the heart expresses itself
It now looks impoverished, I feel it myself
Remove this starvation; store it for history in the shelf.
You remain the one, even if you are an Elf.