Illusion of night,
drown me in this essence.
Take me down the road I have often drifted,
farther than even I could see.
Return to me the friction,
the sense of ecstasy,
felt there in that fantasy.
Drenched in everything good,
silk caressing,
fragrance intoxicating.
Lose me here.
Lost in this fiction
begging to be made real.
The quiet sounds,
gasps for air,
skin against skin.
Longing, desire, envy
complete in one act.
Let the vision plunge into my soul,
tug at my emotion,
crush my heart.
If only to feel it once.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017