I am insatiable,
When it comes to you.
I never get enough,
I never do.
Not enough of your eyes,
Or your angelic face.
And your movements that cry,
Pure feminine grace.
I am insatiable,
When it comes to your love.
You give me all your heart,
But it's never enough.
I am insatiable,
With this love of mine.
How could I not be,
With a love so divine.
11/28/10 Alton Texas
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