Her body tastes of loneliness
Such flavors surpass lack.
When once before, held gold’s allure,
And gleamed in raging lust.

Lips that drained like vacant cracks
In desert nooks and sand.
Her tongue is like the fervent leech
That seeks my heart’s supply.

Eyes that stain lies and doubt
Upon my modest mind.
I drown in her deepest blank
So deep, the barrenness…