I wish I could
Make my words
Sing to you
The way yours let loose
A river of cool water
Down my body

Goosebumps in its wake.

A simple desire
From so long ago
Thought lost, abandoned
Forsaken perhaps

Now it burns
In the palm of my hand
A mysterious glow
Throbbing
Pulsating

Seeking to be unraveled.

A pleasure only felt
In the darkest
Of dreams
Yet the magic leaves behind
Indelible marks

On my skin.