In My Head
I have this image of you in my head,
Lying in the middle of a four-poster bed.
With a white satin sheet draped over you just right!
A vision of such perfection,
I could reach out and touch you.
Broad shoulders that flex with strength and power,
Raw and tender.
I have this image of you in my head,
Standing in the rain, soaked to the bone.
Reaching out for me, wrapping me in your arms.
Water dripping from your hair when you kiss me.
slow and sweet, passion and heat.
This hunger inside me, it overwhelms me
A need that fills what once was hollow.
I have this image of you in my head,
I'm all-consumed.
©JennaClaireDouglass
Lying in the middle of a four-poster bed.
With a white satin sheet draped over you just right!
A vision of such perfection,
I could reach out and touch you.
Broad shoulders that flex with strength and power,
Raw and tender.
I have this image of you in my head,
Standing in the rain, soaked to the bone.
Reaching out for me, wrapping me in your arms.
Water dripping from your hair when you kiss me.
slow and sweet, passion and heat.
This hunger inside me, it overwhelms me
A need that fills what once was hollow.
I have this image of you in my head,
I'm all-consumed.
©JennaClaireDouglass