Thoughts

There is an agitative tension building up inside of me. My nerves unhinged, my heartbeat rapid. I can’t seem to pull my mind away from thoughts of him. His voice lingers in my ears long after he’s gone. Whispering desires that flow like blood through my veins. The cravings grow strong, like a wild animal that has gone days without prey. Every time he is near my body reaches out for him,begging for his touch, longing for his hands to wander like they do. I can’t help the overwhelming urge I have to please him and fulfill his every need, to be under his control, his possession. My body is a temple, i entrust it to you. My soul, your prisoner. Ask of me and I shall do.

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