I have a craving.
A hunger.
A need.

You.
I crave you.
Your mouth feeds my hunger.
Your hands fill the spaces
Your body pressed against mine fills the gaps

I crave you.
Your taste.
Your smell.
Your curves.

I crave you.
Your mind.
Your body.
Your all.

I crave you.
Your lips.
Your tongue.
Your teeth biting so gently
Or not so gently...

I crave you.
Your fingers.
Your nails.
Your hands on skin.

I crave you.

**Author recognizes they are pining pathetically. Author owns this and does not care.