Hunger

we wrap ourselves

in layers of scratchy blankets

for the third time in as many hours

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I cannot get enough

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I fish for compliments

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your cat is amused, not amused

hungry perhaps

eyeing your Beta

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we feed our own appetites first

indulge ourselves, our feline instincts

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exhaustion overtakes us

reminds us we aren’t as young as we once were

when these kinds of things happened

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naked on your bed

I throw off your comforter

comforted in the knowledge

that in this moment

you find me appealing

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I want to slice an apple

giggle

count my breaths

feel your hands on my freshly washed breasts

twirl my wet hair, taste you

draw you in

notice everything, judge nothing

welcome thirst, satiate and satisfy

trust, or at least try

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and yet

I close my eyes

and keep them closed

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you

have never been without

you

don’t know

how hunger turns

to anger

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even now

I see how

imperfect

your hunger

for me

will become

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