Hedonic Hunger

It's not like I am starving or anything.

But I have this strange craving of you.

It's not like I would faint or anything.

But I have this strange urge of you.

On a perfect Sunday morning, 

After having a perfectly healthy breakfast

I still yearn for a cup of tea, out of pleasure.

A complete unnecessity.

Which they say, I should avoid.

It's not good for the well-being of me. 

On a perfect Sunday morning,

After having a well-fed soul,

I still yearn for you, out of pleasure.

A complete unnecessity.

Which they say, I should avoid.

It's not good for the well-being of me.

It's not like I need you to survive.

But I have this appetite for you,

In order to sustain myself.

It's not like I am obliged to have you.

But I have this requirement of you,

In order to nurture myself.

You are like that forbidden fruit

From Eden.

A cup of tea I should avoid.

But I still get hungry for you.

Do you know what hedonic hunger is?

I am hedonically hungry for you.