Sometimes from the darkest depths of me come thoughts of you.

These thoughts invade my solace and render me unable to function.

My mind drifts away to times and days of past and my body aches to know what was.

This fantasy engulfs me.

It slips and slides through me picking up where I last left off.

It takes me there to that place, that place I wanted you to go.

It enters me again and again.

I struggle breathless and without strength until I can do nothing more but watch.

With no more fight left you consume me.

Every nerve, every part of me is yours.

I lie helplessly but without fear as I wait to see where you will take me.

With every second my anticipation grows and I feel as though you will never come.

Softly, I start to feel your presence.

Your fingers drop upon me like the morning dew on blades of grass and I glisten.

Your hands hold onto me as you delve deeper and deeper into my fantasy.

With every move I fear the end is coming near.

Pleasure erupts as my dream climaxes and I awake to find myself alone once again.

I sift through my remaining thoughts and what was left of my engery quickly fades.

I turn over in my bed and fall asleep hoping to find the darkest depths of me, so I can come to thoughts of you.