Hunger

I feel your breath upon my neck—the heatand dampness of each sigh, the way each pant,each lungful pulls at me. Your eagernessechoes throughout the lonely dark. A fearexpands into my chest and penetratesmy soul. I feel your touch upon my back—your body's overflowing warmth consumesme, fills my heart with an uneasy stillness.I lie here next to you, afraid of you,afraid of what you are, of what you'll takefrom me when hunger overwhelms your sleep.