Mar 2020
I hunger
for you
to fill me
and slake
my ravenous thirst
Your taste
intoxicates
me
as I slide
soundly
into addiction
Your scent
fuels me
driven to the edge
searching
with fervor
to use you to plug
my emptiness
I would
lap you from the floor
like a beast
as I gaze
In puddled reflection
hiding
my self-respect
for you
to fill me
and slake
my ravenous thirst
Your taste
intoxicates
me
as I slide
soundly
into addiction
Your scent
fuels me
driven to the edge
searching
with fervor
to use you to plug
my emptiness
I would
lap you from the floor
like a beast
as I gaze
In puddled reflection
hiding
my self-respect
Yeah, this one's sad and was written in the middle of the night when we all invariably have those dreams that we aren't able to shake off of love's long past and people that are able to manipulate us
(37/M/Minneapolis)
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