said the pie thief to the pie

which windowsill
did i find you on?

what gave me the
audacity to
reach for you?

how could anyone resist
your warm promise
of sweetness?

how did i
not notice
for so long?

i marvel

at the sudden
intensity
of what had
rested there so
quietly

some wind
changed

and the shift
sent me chasing
after a taste

oh, how urgent
it became to make
my hunger bare

oh, how i quake
to hold you now

oh, what
delight
awaits

 

 
(while listening to this on repeat.)