Hungry

My description of a desperate wanting

I’m so Hungry
Starved and Desperate
It is not food that I crave
The Depth is physically felt here
This deep longing for something I don’t dare speak of
A loud cry and scream being set free from the chest
A slow pull of hair and scratch on the thigh
A simple means of escape from the irritation of not getting what I want
What is it I want…?

To be held down and breathed into
To be filled and lit inside
I’m craving for a certain body
For an angel

Too far to touch
Too far for a smile
So I’ll listen
Listen to the music that streams like a rushed river every time his lips separate
Let his words flow into the depth of me
Still Hungry, I eat up all I can