Waiting

Consuming You

I consume you, you are consumed, eaten, taken in. Owned, in any way I choose.

Rapture devours you: giving up resistance and offering up compliance, freely given.

Filling you, emotionally and physically, all empty entrances, explored and conquered.

You know and fully understand that only I can satisfy you and that need is limitless.

You yield, every time but with every time, your need grows bigger, stronger and harder to satisfy.