There’s a hunger within,
A ravenous, raging hunger,
It’s not for food,
It’s not even for water.
It is more urgent and powerful than both.
It is for your mind,
Your creative space.
That space from which your lusts are born.
It is for your heart,
Which leads me along the pathway of debauchery.
Dancing as we go,
Alive to each other’s wants.
It is for your body,
All those sacred spaces that demonstrate,
your zest and deepest lusts.
The way your essence pours from within,
Wetting your inner thighs,
As tiny rivulets signal to all, your want.
There you are, glistening,
Your fingers hardly necessary.
Is there ever,
Can there ever be, a more beautiful sight?
Coupling, our bodies shriek for joy.
And then your scent,
That draws me over the miles,
More powerful than gravity,
Washes over my form,
Feeding my deepest need,
My hunger satiated
For now!
