Sweet Imagination

I can’t tear my eyes away,

From the way his shirt falls, perfectly hugging his body,

Sculpted like a god’s,

When I try to look away,

My eyes find their way crawling back to him,

They find themselves undressing him,

Tearing every inch of cloth keeping me from heaven to shreds,

Until there is nothing left,

Until there is just him,

And me,

Running my hand down every crevice of his body,

I want him,

And I want him to want me too,

An insane desire of the body,

Filling me with a tantalizing need,

In my imagination,

The possibilities are endless,

Feeling him,

Tasting him,

Loving him with fiend-like glee,

Holding nothing back,

I imagine what I could do to him,

How I know I can make him feel,

The pleasure would last an eternity,

He would always come wanting more,

I just couldn’t look away,

I couldn’t stop imagining,

Until he was approaching me,

I suppose he didn’t want to keep it just a fantasy either.

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Atirah Jewel