Sub fever - an original poem

you are:
Too hungry and over enthusiastic
Trying far too hard and too fast.
A taste was delivered, yet now you beg.
Do you believe you're deserving?
I understand. you need this.

Consider this your first lesson.
I craft a scene, in a room, on the phone; in your mind.
But the moment is fleeting.
Then disappears, as if it never happened.
Leaving you, fragile, with your desire.

Diagnosis: sub fever
Presciption: full submission