flushed and feral

their presence 

their energy

vibrating through 

your body,

touching every 

inch of you.

you’re alive,

your skin

tingling,

just aching 

for their 

eyes on you,

their smell; 

the ecstasy and 

slow agony of 

their lips

their hands

the weight 

of their body

pressed perfectly 

against

and into 

yours,

craving 

the sweet tenderness

of their sensuality

and sexual

violence and 

vigor,

enthusiasm 

and passion,

the anticipation

rushing through 

your blood;

your body 

humming 

and

trembling 

he’s made

you

all

flushed and 

feral