My imaginations of you...

If only you knew
How bad I really want you
Secret imaginations of things we could do
And though, I see you often
My wants for you if silently hidden
Sexual fantasies of you touching things that are forbidden
Within/ my body
Each time I see you it aches for
Pounding of your thickness
Till it makes me sore
Screams and yells of more please more
Or/ ya' know
That is just my fantasy of you
As I watch you
I know my thoughts won’t come to
Through
Unknown forces keep my words closed shut
Wants of you not unleashed from mouth/ but
See/ quietly
My secret imagination of you gets the best of me
Unconsciously
I want to be your private playground
Swinging my legs open going down town
Then sliding down
With your pounds
Into my soft mounds
In and out
Round and round
My eyes clutched tight
Taking high flights
Enjoying your coaster ride to measuring heights
As I bite/ pillows
Holding tight/ to sheets
But see
I do let my imaginations get the best of me
I really do desire you though
But no one know
And I won’t show/ Oh
As I watch you my eyes traces up and down your body
Steadily/ creating/ visioning
My mind slowly slips into my fantasy once more
I become your investigator
As I explore
Evidence from your thick core
As you enter into my wet shore / of sensory
Examinations of me placed on a table of glory
The victim of pure debauchery
And see, I keep allowing my imaginations get the best of me
Again visions start to layer
Imaginations of you as my animal tamer
As you pin me down into submission
Conceptions turn into intermissions
Jumping through hoops
No escaping your loop
Tied down from ropes to whips
You slip your big ship into my wet lips
I twist my hips
Overflowing juices are drip to drip
No trip as I growl
Your big stick is on my prowl
As I open my eyes I realize, I need a towel, see
My imaginations of you still get the best of me
I daydream of you as you walk across the floor
Seeing you as a knight as my body is your chess board
With your sword/ you carefully, restore
My awaiting queen
Playing the pawn of my pieces
Making 1-7 moves unseen
Strokes made up and down
Diagonal dips reach deep depths profound
Check mate
Your king got my rook held at stake
Shakes inside from your snake
No wrong moves made
Oh wait
These ideas can never be
I keep allowing my imaginations to get the best of me