The Hunger - A Poem

Who are you?

I am the slut

The hunger

The words between the pages

The wetness between the thighs

I am the need

I am the want

The touch

I am the nails clawing

I am the mouth parting

And the soft whimper

I am the scream

I am the flesh

The space between the flesh

I am the buildup

I am the tease

I am the blood flow

The beating heart

The quickening movement

I am the orgasm

The release

I am the panting breath

The sweat between breasts

I am the scent in the air

I am the sated

I am the caress

I am the warmth of the body

That will lay with you forever

- Summer Stirling