Hungry inside

Burns

Burns inside

This vacancy

This void

Empty canister of potions

Fully loaded lotions

Ready to be deployed

One more pull

It might just end

I’m hungry

My eyes say it

My lips speak it

I’m hungry for you

I’m on the prowl

You better watch out

I’ll roar in your backyard

I’ll mark my territory with my scent

I’ll growl beneath your bed sheets

I’m hungry

Tense in the shoulders

I’m bulging

Packing

Heated

I’m hungry

© 2002 David Greg Harth

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