I have a hunger for you,
for a way that I have never had you,
to sit in your head, to plant my feet in your veins,
and feel the essence of you wash over my skin and being.
My lips trailed your skin,
but I imagine  nothing tastes as forbidden
as the depth that you covet unseen.
Your eyes are compelling me into oblivion,
lost within searching for something
I didn't even know I was looking for.