Captivity
Thoughts of you dance meticulously in my head
My heart beats for you religiously
Thousands of butterflies perform acrobatic rituals within my belly
Your voice slices through the very air that I breathe
and leaves me with a sensation of silk caressing the most intimate
parts of my body
causing my soul to cry out in surrender
I eat, sleep, and breathe in your essence
as if you were the last real thing on earth
In my mind, the sun rises and sets only for you
I begin to deteriorate inside when I cannot hear or see you
Your love has become a narcotic for which there is no
known cure from its addiction
I want to bask in your glow and drink in your aura till no end
So I willingly remain in your captivity
Unknown "Sexual Chocolate" Tired
- 16 years, 8 months, 28 days ago