Hollow Cravings

Hollow Cravings

 

Hollow Cravings
Karyn Indursky

When I close my eyes
I see his bluish-gray eyes
watching mine
until our lips meet.

His hand holds
the back of my head
with rippling compassion
and ownership.

Crumbling into temptation
my hand holds his face
before I gently move
into his arms.

The passion burns me,
but when I open my eyes
I'm alone with nothing
more than hollow cravings.

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