Claudia Moscovici

The painful poignancy of desire

Insatiable

Your absence titillates me
With the impact of a desert storm
I retain the moisture you impart in a kiss
For months on end I survive
Alone, without the nourishment
Of your life-giving touch
My ears strain to hear the echo of your voice
My body’s filled with the weight of our memories
I’m shivering for the warmth of your skin
I’m yearning for the smoothness of your touch
I’m starving for the food of your lips
I’m thristy for the flow of emotion
I need you with a constancy
That touches upon religious fervor
I love you inexorably; I love you insatiably.