I’ve packed you safe into a neatly shaped container.
I label you as my breakfast,
And after an hour or so,
I give in and consume you.
But I’m still hungry.
I know sugar cannot sustain me.
I’m searching for some kind of substance.
I know that it’s not your fault,
Being concocted of copious amounts of
Sugar, butter, eggs.
So I won’t complain.
In fact, I praise you for offering me
As soon as you meet my lips,
I feel a sense of overwhelming joy.
How blessed am I to be able to
Enjoy your encouragement.
Still you leave me wanting.
I crave you more and more,
And I know that I can’t even have you.