where the writers are
Consumed Byte by Bite
computer.jpg

A man has captured

my heart, mind, and soul, and we

haven't even met.

 

From across the space

he calls me, beckoning me

to become all his.

 

He wants me as me.

He wants me to be happy

and sated with him.

 

I can be all this;

You show me what beauty is:

a relationship

 

forged from our fingers

as we type words that explore

our minds and bodies.

 

I want all of you.

Like a drug, my craving starts,

now reading your words,

 

now feeling your thoughts,

you fill me and consume me

every waking hour.