why would i cheat myself?

...when imagination is simply lustful...

how can i help myself...how would it be possible to even try...

why would i even want to...?

what purpose would it serve to not think of 

how your hands would know to reach out...

how those eyes of yours would swallow me in their gaze...

oh!... the pulsating heat of your being as u stand near

......my desire to burn in your closeness.......

why would i cheat my thoughts of rewards imagined in your company

your taking of my yearnings and turning them into 

moans 

and sighs

and sobs...

of pleasure.

aaaaaaaaaa....how i exhale and draw deep breath

 and imagine 

it be u i inhale 

and 

swallow deep within me.

RB.