his eyes follow her form
across the room
as she moved
my eyes
my eyes follow her from
from and to
my thoughts rampant
like wildfire
fueled by desire, fantasy
the idle mind rages in the cauldron of imagination
lurid possibilities
drowning in insinuation
her curves
to meet my hands
her mouth
to meet my lips
the sensation
that first kiss
obsession
fevered bliss

notes… so sometimes you look at someone at distance, wondering, fantasizing, living out all the possibilities in your mind in an instant, watching them stride, you imagine your life together in that moment you create a story, a movie and sensations…