Desire is callous and fleeting. For a period in time, a moment, you are craved. Passionately you are fed upon with hungry eyes and heavy hands. Ravenously loved, but only by selfishness, lust, and gluttony. Yet you lie grateful for the feast, for you too are starving.
Tag: Need
Heat
Heat radiates
through the gap
separating our bodies...
Penetrating
and prickling
my skin in waves of
uninterrupted static
through too-thin fabric.
Warmth travels
unabated as it seeps
and spreads
from your flesh
up into my chest...
My body now hot
as I try to catch
my breath.
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