I yearn for you.
My body swells at the thought of you; blood rushing to delicate places, heartbeat racing in my ear.
You ignite me. Like a flame to dry tinder you set me ablaze in seconds. With a smile, with a look, with a word.
But your distance keeps you from the warm, sensual circle of my arms. Your distance separates you from the hot longing that flows from me like salty rain. You may be aware of my desire, or you may not. But I can assure you, darling, it is there. Like the sunrise, like the return of the moon every 28 days, my desire is ever-present.
I cannot slake this thirst. I am not able to drive away this need. The need for your body; your strong hands on my skin, your mouth in my moist, secret places. This need will surely drive me mad.
Where are you my lover?
And why have you left me alone in this dark spiral of lust? Without light, without touch, I am alone in a prison cell that has no walls. Just skin and bones, muscle and sinew, and longing so vast it rivals the sea.
Please my lover, my lord, my one and only. Won’t you please come set me free?