Laced with the promiscuous desire
of wanting to be chased,
of wanting to be caught,
of wanting to be wanted.
Tainted with the greed
to indulge in these thoughts
of you
caressing every part
of me,
exploring every crevice
that await
for your entrance.
Intoxicated by the thrill
of your teases,
of your dares
to reveal my tricks
and satisfy
our hunger.
What to do,
what to do.
I can't keep doing this.
Maybe just one more moment,
before I return to my senses,
and realize
that your presence
was merely
a figment
of my imagination.
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts & Feelings I Want You to Know.
RomansaThe greatest story exists within us when we acknowledge the beauty of our thoughts and feelings.