The Cure

This insatiable hunger
Glows deep inside of me
Oh, how I crave it
As it begs to be free

Just beneath the skin
I feel it withering in and out
Burning uncontrollably
As my whispers turn to shouts

Teasing, taunting
Needing, wanting

Compulsive desires
Drip from my pores
This hunger has to be satisfied
Or I will always want more

Trembling all around me
Heat burning in my veins
Intensity just below the surface
I need to feed it again

That smell, your touch
Never enough, always too much

Feed me.