505 Hungry Predator [31 August 2002]

the need for love
claws at my insides
like a hungry predator
ever more enraged
by the teasing possibilities
presented just out of reach
outside these bars of my cage
inhibition chains me
to my prison of self-doubt
fear collars me
holding me back
so I might never feel
the warm sun that is passion
nor the cool rain that is love

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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