I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starvi..
Added 2020-12-03 22:26:00 +0000 UTCI crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. Pablo Neruda
