VORACITY
I’m hungry, baby.
Hungry!
I want to feel you
feeding my needs.
I want to feel you
being me.
It’s a strange
kind of voracity,
a longing never fulfilled.
How much
will it take to fill me?
There are times
that I’m so alone,
I feel sick.
I just want a little taste,
just want a little more.
Are you always so sure
about how best to torture me?
It’s a strange
kind of voracity,
a longing never fulfilled.
How much
will it take to fill me?
You know just what I need.
Oh, my dear, you torture me.
Hungry.
Ravenous.
Tasty.
Sumptuous.
Thirsty.
Parched.
Flavour.
Delectable.
I’m voracious
tonight.
Blackened
Princess
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