Baise

My body is merely a vessel. No longer a beautiful shell of a man, but now a devoted supplicant who longs for nothing more than the touch of one who longs to be reminded of what it means to be desired.

I feel an indescribable, unbelievable need for you. I hunger for your bosom. I crave for your face, your hands, your warmth, your mouth, your neck, your eyes. I crave for you. I feel a savage hunger to take you, to hold you, to squeeze you, to give you everything I need to give you the divine tremor.

My whole being is stimulated by you. You fantasize about my thoughts and devour me.

GODDESS AND THE MORTAL Painting by Elegia