Lucidity clouds my reality. I see your brown eyes stare into mine. Just before your lips reach my lips, you grin, dimples indenting your scruffy cheeks, and I slap both hands on each side of your neck, pulling your adorable face to smack mine. Intense tongues then collide thick and deep, during which I open my eyes to the surprise of you looking at me. As if emaciated my stomach lurches, sending shocks of hunger into my gut, not for food, but for more of you revealed.