Craving Gratification

You are a constant thought, in the front of my mind today. Usually you reside in the back of my mind. It's an intense desire to know, to understand, to connect. I don't know why it's so urgent. There's no reason for it to be. I'm well and seemingly happy. Perhaps it's because I have too much time on my hands today, or maybe it's because I was talking about you yesterday. And then I look at the pics from our last encounter and they were exactly a year ago, give or take a day. 

I wouldn't attribute the intensity to that, but at least I'm comforted in knowing that it's been a year since we last met and my body and mind still crave you fiercely. I would be content just sitting next to you as you watch tv or play on your phone. I don't need much just a touch, the sparkle of your eyes as I straddle you to interrupt your show, begging for attention. The sensation of your hands as they take mine, leading me toward the bedroom. Your voice as you order me to bend over. 

If you vanished at this point, if the magic spell wore off, I'd still be gratified.