ravenous hunger

she wakes herself up to the lighter on her bedside table.

would flames licking her Wounds feel 

half as - good - in Comparison?

her Love is - primal and Ravenous -

just in the way that

a Hungry Child cannot help but Devour its fruit.

it grips her bones and - Demands - attention

shaking up inside, Screaming,

"look at me"

"I will - Consume you completely - until We are nothing but the same."