Hunger

The Hunger burns from deep within, growing stronger about to win.

The beast has been chained for far too long, passion building, growing strong.

The chains are broken, no longer bound, embracing long lost freedom found.

Be wary of the loosened beast, he searches for flesh on which to feast.

Listen closely for his howl, the beast is hunting, on the prowl.

The tingle you feel along your spine, is from my breath as I make you mine.

As we lay, our bodies drenched...the hunger for now is finally quenched.