Alone in Love

I am hungry for that which sustains me.

My breast pulses with humanity

I breathe benevolence, focused on goodwill.

I am kind.

My heart beats.  It is a machine that is powered by cogs and passion. 

I am pensive.  My skin tingles.  Ideas spark a flame in me. 

I am on fire.  My hands drip with blood.

I am so hungry; my fingers tear through my insides.  There’s a pain inside me. 

My tummy protests to me.  But my hunger is incurable.  It knows no bounds. 

I am hungry for love, for the person who sustains me.  I can see the way they laugh, throwing back their head in an effort to laugh wholeheartedly.  I see the way they smile at me, knowing that a smile can make my beating heart shutter.  I am in love.  I am hungry for love, and it is only love that can sustain me.  But there comes a time when we have to realize that we are alone.