Craving

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The sand burns
beneath my feet,
my bones ache
from trudging centuries
without rest,
and I am still

hungry

for the pain,
for the agony I feel
when I reach for you.

It is my beacon
amongst these vast places
I traverse in search
of your hands,
your skin against mine,
our mouths locked and twisting.

Feed me my pain,
satisfy me with your corruption,
with our cavernous need
for this unquestionable obedience
that binds us.

~Patience

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