Your Touch

Posted on April 24, 2020 by Beast in Poetry

I am a beast,

I’m ravenous,

I’m hungry.

I need to feed,

I need your love,

I’m lonely.

For life is more,

Than poems,

It’s touch.

It’s your touch,

I miss,

So fucking much.

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