ahealthydistrust:

i’ve been starving for you
quivering at the lips,
the ones you used to love
to kiss.
my mouth’s parched
i’ve been convulsing for days
curled behind the bars
of your rib cage,
whistling love songs to the stars.
my shredded throat tried
to sing for you
i forgot the words,
couldn’t remember the beat,
i stuttered; could you hear me?
are you listening?
i’ve been hungry for you
you won’t taste me, you say
i’m really good food
but
you’re full

—yeah, so what if i’m oversexed.