covered in thoughts
comfortable in my sheets
my mind wanders. lingers
vibrates in the madness of you.
and when i hear the sweet sound of footsteps
i imagine they are yours coming straight to my door
i imagine your silhouette at my bed
imagination has a terrifying way of taking over me.
enough to dig deep
bring on the wetness
sink into the best dirty.
enraptured, i let myself get captured in every sense
the best thought
the best feel
the best urge that owns itself
takes over me
and in the sweetness of imagination,
i find myself falling into the