Hunger

Like a wild thing it claws from the inside out
Scratching at you
Bleeding with ecstasy
Longing sensual caress
You whisper "Just this one taste, maybe it's real"
Like a drug addict poking needles
You lie to yourself again and again

Feeling the head-on collision
memory snaps you back
Lust is a hungry thing you can only
keep fed a short time
The hunger pain will surely start again
You know its not love that you need to feed
If it were love...

You both would be full

Reviews

[Misery]

Well done, dear poet. You have not posted for a time; but these words are worth the wait.

[Jen]

A review from you... is worth the weight as well, you inspire.
Thank you, dear Misery

[Misery]

You are always welcome, dear Jen.

[Dana Ferguson]

Very nteresting take on lust. I enjoyed this, great job :)

[Jen]

Thank you Dana, your review is very much appreciated!

[Jersey]

Good Very Good very Very Good

[Jen]

Jersey, Thank you!!!