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
touches me
fulfills me.
and in the sweetness of imagination,
i find myself falling into the
sweet
slumber
of
you
Ciara Ashley Johnson 