Night time

When the night falls,

Your words change.

They make me do things I never would’ve done on my own.

As I read your words, I imagine you whispering them in my ears.

I imagine your breath against my skin.

I imagine your hands running down my body.

I imagine your lips on mine, on my neck, my chest, my hip bones…

I can feel the heat from your touch all over my body.

But as I open my eyes, I'm alone again,

And every image is gone, all that I am left with is a feeling,

A warm, pleasant feeling of satisfaction.