Insatiable

I will devour you. It’s not

a matter that hinges on some

delicate

“if”.

This is absolute.

I’m a greedy girl who feasts

on long, strong fingers

and piercing eyes

and indentations scarring the

corners of obstinate lips.

I’m hungry hungry

I am insatiable

and you must understand

that you cannot satisfy.

My hands are ravenous

my eyes drink you dry

and you let them.

I lick my lips

instead of my wounds

because I want to taste you now

not them then.

Feed me raw streams of consciousness

seasoned with glances

from those fuck-me eyes.