We are born screaming
Fingers lingering to anything we can hold
With an abnormal strength for such a small body
We cry so we can eat
We crawl so we can reach
All that we do is to get
because we want
Like I want you
Brutally, passionately, in such a greedy, almost cannibalistic way.
I want you so badly my teeth ache to the sight of your throat
But I caress the back of your ear with my lips and kiss your neck
And I fear myself, can I protect you from me too? From this way of loving? From this sickening desire?

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