Yearning...
This draft waited impatiently to be read.
When I close my eyes, I see you, and my need for you is overwhelming; I can barely breathe.
My desire is something desperate. It has taken over my senses, my thoughts are in disarray.
I must own you, enslave you to the wild, feral hunger hiding beneath my calm façade.
Every minute of each day, I yearn for you. I ache to feel your arms around me, your hands caressing every inch of my body.
Bring my body to life. Make all the nerve endings respond to your touch.
Like strings of a violin singing tenderly when the musician plays it.
I need to see your eyes looking at me with complete reverence boring into my soul.
Knowing precisely what is hiding in the deep recesses of my mind.
Explore me like unchartered waters and find the treasures awaiting you there.
Let loose the unbridled passion and intense emotions. Let it wash over us like waves.
I need to drown in you and be overcome by all that is you.
Let nothing stand in your way to conquer me, own me, possess me.



Absolutely haunting and beautiful, Rea. The intensity of your yearning pulses through every line—like the words themselves are breathless with desire. There's a raw vulnerability here, wrapped in poetic sensuality. The metaphor of the violin especially struck me—tender, intimate, and utterly human. This piece doesn’t just speak; it aches. Stunning work.
So good!! I feel your passion!