Toska

By Mriganka Tiwary

Toska (Russian- "A longing with nothing to long for")

I sink my teeth in,
Soft flesh yields easy,
Warmth spreads as I take more.

You tremble, then quiet,
Eyes wide and still,
I swallow you whole.

Each bite makes you less,
But I grow full,
Your body becomes mine.

I taste you forever,
You’re never enough,
Even as I consume, you remain.