I feel you with me.
I feel your callused hands slide down my body, your breath hot on my neck.
Your whiskers tickle as you kiss down my spine.
I know what would come next.
Pandora's box opened and this creature won't be banished.
I hear your voice.
I feel your passion, the heat cascading off your body.
My Parisian dream.
I smell you.
I have your aroma stuck in my mind.
A sweet and salty mix.
I know you.
Wild, untamed, free from pretense.
Yet your mystery draws me in.
I need you.
I have dreamed of a future so full of veneration.
Desire has taken over.