Things to Feel

His lips on mine.. ravishing every part of me like I was his feast of hunger. His hands exploring not just the darkness of me but all of me, even the parts he doesn’t think count. To look into his eyes so that I feel lost, dizzy and I see his needs and I shall know his wants and I will feel his desires. To hear his voice guiding me, defining and expressing his most urgent yearnings. Commanding me and demanding his intentions of me, with me, from me. His power to make me feel helpless in his grasp, a prisoner of his selfish desires. With those desires I shall fulfill him. To just feel his caress is a gift to me. A gift I shall return two fold..