When I fantasize
about you,
I get frantic.
I lose my breath &
stutter on my semantics.
It's as if I come
under a crazy ***-spell.
I get heart palpitations
& a hard-on for you
that won't stop.
I drop to my knees
& play make believe,
like I'm right behind you.
If you only knew the outcome
& I'm sure you do,
you'd play too.