Love letter # 106

Hunger undresses everyone. Desire is a great leveller. Even the Gods have knelt for a kiss. As I do now.

Your eyes, your mouth, the scent of your skin, your hair falling that way, catching the light … Yes, these are the things that undo me. My civilisation, the clever words I protect myself with, my damn restraint – they don’t work when you’re near me. Next to you I am the king of starvation.

So now you know. If I look like I’m burning – well that’s because I am.

I had hoped that my silence would last until you chose me – but here I am laid bare. Too hungry for secrets.





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