Touching Appetites Of Others But Missing Their Own Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Words rhyming through an entire song, no mistakes ever being made, singing and smiling at an incessant language all her own.

Tempting hearts of others, keeping them safe and sound, leaving all cards on the table, daring to walk away at times, preferring to be alone.

Sleeping barefoot in fields of loving and beautiful flowers, touching appetites of everyone else, but missing her own, wishes being made then forgotten.