Mr. Grey

drifting in and out of consciousness  

conjuring images of you
flashes of images in my mind cause a fiendish grin

devil in my eyes

as I remember

your mouth…whispering wickedly to me

your hands… deviously gripping me

your sound…anxious and provoking begging me for more

 

our bodies contorting

undulating to the rhythm of aggressive breath

sweating, biting, panting

while passion and desire run wild

 

beautifully evil

bodies aflame

lusting for even more

 

igniting a spark that has been long extinguished

a feeling that has been taken for granted

a hunger

                to be…wanted

                                to be…craved

           to be…worshiped

 

salacious need for the profane

i long for you

 

i imagine your breath across my neck

the pressure of your hands on my hips

pulling my hair

forcing me to submit

pin me down

make me beg

my appetite to devour you

is ravenous

 

 

i reach out in the darkness

fumble through the sheets

desperately seeking what is not there

awaken by my terror

it was only a dream