I am hungry for movement
The movement I feel in my heart when I am suddenly alive
I am hungry for silence
The silence that is dense and allows no one else inside
I am hungry for chaos
The chaos that makes me feel life dripping from my lips
I am hungry for loneliness
The loneliness that reminds me of my edges and my depths
I am hungry for power
The power that makes my fingers wands, my breath wind
I am hungry for you
Your sweet touch and your honest stare
But mostly I am hungry for me
My rhythms, my passion, my trust, my terror, my wildness
My hunger
Hunger
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