Breathe

I exhaled at the thought of you

the thought of your skin

the way it glistens when you sweat

accentuating every curve

every tense muscle lying beneath your skin

I thought of your sound

the sound of your sweet pain

you're conflicted between the sensation of the pain and the pleasure

you settle into it and let it out

Aaaaah! I thought of your scent, alluring, faint, but present, lingering

dancing all over me taunting me

I thought of the sound of my name running from your lips

never before have four letters meant to identify me sounded so good

I thought of you and damn it, I exhaled.