it's a panging.
quiet. subtle. severe.
my heart leaps about,
crying out for my soul.
my stomach feels like a blackhole,
endless and yearning.
my head is pounding and deep in thought.
it needs and craves and wants
only this. only you.
only that bottomless satisfaction.
perfection.
just a little.
now? forever? never?
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