May 25th.

I craved desire 

Salty, spicy - a split second satiation;

I craved second helpings of it

That salty, spicy infatuation. 

 

But this time, it settled, 

Somewhere deep in the soul; 

This time, it nestled,

The want of second helpings from the gut no longer taking a toll.

 

It settled,

A gentle breath, a satisfaction;

It wasn’t incurable, unstoppable - 

This time, it was just peace;

And it tasted so sweet.