Desire

Primal itch,

Tickling imagination

With aroused retina’s

Distended from desire

For blended body parts

Captured in salacious seconds

Craving, calibrated

In a centisecond

Reality bent with

Resourceful risk

To conform with

Imagining’s fantasy

We embrace with a smile

Fondling our phantoms

Caressing and climaxing

We pass,

Into the concreteness

Of reality