Drawn

I don’t know what it is,

But I find myself drawn to you,

You still my overthinking mind,

Your steady presence is my centre,

I sink into the depths of your emerald eyes,

Trace my fingers across your inviting lips,

Your body draws me in,

In a dance we do so smoothly,

Fitting my every curve,

Shaped to my every desire,

A pulling I can’t explain,

Like a moth to a flame,

I am putty in your hands and I offer no resistance,

You reach for me, and naturally my body responds,

A wordless synchronicity,

An open invitation,

Drawn to you…

April 2023