Unable to live with it, or without it

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue

by Pablo Naruda

Post Scrap: and i know we will never be together.....and its strange how I can look at myself dispassionately and realise that perhaps I have lost the ability to depend on someone else. Or how I will never feel that crazy fear..the fear that you know when you think your love will go away. The fear that makes it impossible to imagine life without the Other. I dont have that fear, cant allow myself to have it.... and it's sad. It's so sad. My strongest, most faithful, most loving partner...is Me. (Looks down, feels the loneliness seeping in, logs off)