"Reason is powerless in the expression of love."
-- Rumi

i curl upon myself

sliding fingers deep.

your voice echoes

in my ear.

"here I am,
loving you,
fucking you."

your breath is fire

upon my arousal

even across the miles.

my skin slicks and softens

as my desire pulses

and grows tight

around this surrogate you.

the rush sings

across my body.

i am completely undone.

wetness is my bed.

my heart whispers the casting,

"don't leave me."