Have you craved desire?
Craved it like I have?
Craved it from the stranger passing by on the street. Craved it from the eyes meeting me in the dark of the club. Craved it from the hands that touch skin that is not mine.
Desire to be desired. Desired by the one you don't know. Desired by the one who doesn't exist. Desired by the one you cannot have.
Have you tasted desire?
Tasted it like I have?
Tasted it when seeing the passersby on the sidewalk. Tasted it in the drink made by the hands of the barman. Tasted it faintly on the lips of the one who got away.
Oh, what a painful desire.