My heart fights your advances,
but my body yearns to be yours.
Smoldering stares left me paralyzed.
Every bone within my body
is no longer my own to control.
Left to crumble without your command,
I stand in my own skin,
begging for the words hanging from your lips
to speak my name.
My spine aches for your touch.
Your ice cold fingertips,
are the only craving I need satisfied.
The veins in my body
are wired to light with the growl in your voice,
and my fragile neck is connected to be broken at your will.
The fight for control of my own body
has left me ragged and drained.
I have surrendered control of every inch
and yet I feel I have not surrendered enough.