She walks in my dreams.
She glides in my mind.
She has awakened my lustful hunger,
With such grace and beauty sublime

I’m trapped in this prison,
these cold, dark walls are closing in.
I need to break free of these chains.
and bring forth these desires burning deep within.

She is my desire
I am her slave.
For only she can set me free,
from the desires she creates as I lay.

Anastacia Hess
2002

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