Thoughts of Sex

I awake dripping wet from a sleep of passionate lust Day dreaming as I stare at the wall lying in bed My thoughts are more than sexual I’m in love with her Barefoot as I strolled towards the open shower doors I could hear the sound of rain As I soak my body underneath coldwater Drowning out the flames that has aroused me Thinking to myself she only lives in dreams I’m overwhelmed by a fairytale wishing for reality There’s not another like her Never realizing she has become my wildest fantasy