sappy poem

my love
how you satisfy
this existential chemical hunger

your scent your taste
quenches and soothes like cucumber
the faint complexity of nature manifested so clear and clean

your touch so intoxicating
like cinnamon
fiery, tingling and richly effortlessly perfect

your love washes over me
filling every spiritual need, binding to every receptor, overwhelming and surprising
like creamy vanilla, sweet and indulgent

in the past I had believed that my primary challenge would be
to make peace
with the hunger

but apparently it has become
to strive for the unattainably appropriate amount of gratitude
for such endless satiety