Thoughts become lascivious
as they linger upon you.
Unspoken desires steal into every corner,
making themselves known
absconding with all reason
When night falls and dreams take shape
and as day breaks and you are the first thought that I have,
my body still bearing the midnight touch
of sinful hands
and wicked notions.
The heat cooling upon my skin
as dawn erupts
and the hunger begins anew.
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken by SingleChair via Tumblr