Phantom Limb

My thoughts are naturally drawn to you
In their resting state they gravitate to your image.
Your sexy body
Your fragile smile
As if I will expect to hear from you any minute. Or come home from a long day at work
Greet you with a kiss and dinner I made for you
Looking forward to later when I can undress you and feel you deeply between your excited lips
Hearing your moans as your wrap your long legs around me
Gazing into your green sea
Swimming through your intense desires. Drowning in your lust for me. Losing consciousness from your insatiable touch.
A maelstrom storms my senses and my thickness fully extended. And you know it.
You want to wrap your hand around it. Squeeze. Feel the pulse. Marvel in its resistance. To bring it to the edge.
With a few accurate strokes, I shoot the stars and my eyes close to a black awareness and the slumber of my body melts in its own heat.
I wipe myself clean and roll to my side and curl up before nodding off. The thought of her fades into as reality pushes through the empty house.