Greed Or Selfishness Or Hunger --

Greed or Selfishness or Hunger --

Call it what you wish,

but I know the wishes of my own being --

My mind stuck fast, greedy with the want of your skin pressed against mine --

My selfish hands left wanting -- to be the only ones that hold you, and squeeze you, or pull you close --

And my lips hungering to kiss, every last inch, of your skin -- My tongue just as eager to taste all of you it possibly can --

Even if it all were to go on forever, unsated, you make me feel a desire, I have no wish or want to keep hidden --

V. Rue, 2025.