Desires Hunger

Desires hunger, like a thirst in the desert that never dies.

Unquenched lips parched, cracked and bleeding. The bitter taste of blood reminds me of how I am condemed to never have you.

The scent of your skin invades my senses and intoxicates me blurring my vision and spinning my mind.

My heart beats wildly threatening to burst forth from its cage. The pounding in my head driving me to the brink of insanity.

Visions of you who hold the presence of a warrior king. You command fear, respect, you offer comfort and safety and are revered with awe.

Your jawline is set so proud and fierce. But as i look into the depth of your eyes they reveal the warmth beneath.

You are the apple, the forbidden fruit dangling befor me, teasing and tantalizing, heightening my desires and daring me to pluck you from your branch that is out of reach beckoning me to hold you tenderly in the palm of my hand and caress you.

I bring you to my lips biting away your outer shell, removing your suit of armor spilling your sweet succulent juices.

The sweet nectar runs passed my lips and along my neck. The trail flows between my breasts. My finger caresses the droplet and brings it to my lips trying vainly to saciate desires hunger to heal my parched cracked and bleeding lips