untitled II

It's been a while since I've been carried away by prose, so bear with me-

I hunger.

For him with skin the color of burnished gold

immortalized in my mind; his body is my temple-

invoking me.

A touch- I can feel him before he touches me.

A fire, a chemistry, an attraction birthed in our DNA-

undeniable.

His taste- branded within my mouth with a flavor that cannot be removed.

Physically, mentally, spiritually, I beckon-

come to me.

Never ever if- when.