Daily Times

I imagine myself bare in your thoughts,

Maybe it is true, don’t regress now

As dusk dawns, and darkness falls,

Body says, I confess it all,

You question my intent,

Your thoughts on repeat,

Is this happening? How could this be?

A tingle down your spine, you know it is right,

Desires fulfilled, they rise in plight,

Sultry sweat and raging scent,

Think again,

Could you hold me in contempt?

Published in Daily Times, July 16^th 2018.