My eyes open, a soft glow radiates through the curtains,
I lay and let the fog of sleep fade.
I feel a pain, no, more of a deep ache.
My hand runs over my chest as if I'll feel some point of entry.
I think of you and wonder where you are at that exact moment.
A smile forms and the ache grows.
It's you I hunger for.
I hunger to feel you close to me.
I hunger to feed your desires.
I ache to hold you.
I ache to feed your hunger.
All in a futile attempt to sate my own unyielding needs.
I ache to hunt, to run under full moon, to where you are.
I ache to feed you all that I am.