Thirst

She drank one, then another, then a third as though if she stopped she would choke on the very air she breathed. She had a thirst like a flower in a drought, inhaling any drop of drink like it might be her last. Like if she didn't drink her stomach would ache and crack with a stiff dryness. like her throat would yearn like the body for a lover. Unsatieted until her thirst is quenched.