Hunger

My hunger for you
What does it taste like?

Arid earth without a drop of rain
Tides of hot air that cut deep
Into the skin
Sounds of wind, taunting around ears
Burning sands in wide, dry eyes
An empty land
One leafless tree with broken branches
A lonely flesh
Embraced in the arms of death
Lulled into sleep

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The only way to exist

She can only be so open with someone who loves her so
So when he feeds her this love, she loves in return
Giving back each ounce of it, giving more than what she can give
To keep him alive and breathing;
knowing that she is his sole purpose
his newfound religion, his reason, his addiction
And to touch her, taste her is not a mere wish
It’s a dire need
And the only way to exist

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