Phantasmic Aching

  
The realm between fantasy and reality crosses a fine line
When the yearning burns and turns from mind to body  
Every part of the cortex is provoked and vexed with want  
‘Til the reeling of phantasmic aching has you feeling naughty  
    
And it’s here when you hear that voice expressing hunger  
Delectable utterances stir the soul into transcendent bliss  
With near breathless tones it can render some speechless  
Flooding imaginations with images one simply cannot dismiss  
   
Oh and the stirring, the thought provoking visions are conferring  
It’s an alluring invitation to fleeting dreams at the edge of sin  
Like little deaths coupled with resurrections and awakenings  
Until the fantastic madness wears the veil of decorum thin  
   
And we, the audience reading and listening to the story unfold  
Delve into the scenery delighted by the enticing narration  
Where self indulgence and indiscretions can be boundless  
Reveling in the pleasure of a wordsmith’s magnificent creation