aching within the feral depths
desiring the carnal knowledge of your body:
I want to consume your essence.
The mind a continuous reel of erotic cinematography
a constant reminder of bliss;
yet a dismal torment in this passionate plane.
Break me of this tortuous cycle,
you have become my fetish
the leather and bondage of my mind
an unholy desire to fufill.
Lingerie and lace
black silk fingertips tracingmy hearts synchronous beats:
you are the drummer keeping time.
You pull my strings
the synaptic connections to the sensual core,
the olfactory stimulous
my limbic fantasy.
