Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Twas late was the hour.
I felt low on my power.
Tossing and turning.
When I felt a yearning. 
Something was wrong.
The night was yet to be long.
Feeling my lover.
Under the cover.
Thought that was the answer.
But I still felt the cancer.
To the toilet I headed.
That wasn't it as I dreaded.
Then suddenly it hit me.
I was actually hungry.
So started consuming. 
And found it amusing.