Sand pelts my arms and face
The sting is audible, a sound of pain
I should want and demand water, rain.
This desert is barren, no person to trace.
Crawling, tongue swollen, mouth dry
My skin cringes, my eyes sink
Oh, when might I be able to drink?
Not even a tear shall fall from my eye.
I am so dry I cannot bleed.
But it's not water that I need.
My thirst is born of love for you.
I must drink deeply of your dew.
Yet thirst quenched clears not my hunger.
Like the desperate, cold victims of Donner Pass.
Or survivors of the tragic Andes plane crash.
Resorting to cannibalism, eating each other.
A Ravenous want depletes my energy.
The appetite threatens to destroy me.
Starving for your love, longing for your flesh, I must partake.
Like a rotten slack jawed zombie, from the grave awake.
Or a tick with belly rounded, now falling off the dog.
Gorged and guzzled as if a market ready hog.
But even with chewing, gnawing, dining on you.
My Soul is unfulfilled, gluttony has not renewed.
Without your love and ardor I cannot breathe.
Asthma, tuberculosis, my lungs squeal and wheeze.
I cough, convulse, whoop, gasp and sneeze.
The world's noxious fumes threaten to overcome me.
Take pity on a thirsty maiden, let me drink of you.
Rescue me from my hunger, love, help me renew.
Without reservation offer me you, don't make me pursue.
Give me your aroma and spice, your scent, your perfume.
I ache for you and crave. I yearn for you and desire.
Place you upon my table. Set my breath on fire.
Pour your aura into a glass. Place it in my fingers.
Your taste upon my lips, your sweet season lingers.
I must have you to live. I need and demand.
Without you I will wither, the world dimmed and bland.
Come to me, love me, celebrate our union
Together and forever joined with fusion.
