Blood, Sweat, and Tears

 

Caress me with stimulations of the mind
It's not the body but the brain that makes me squirm
I melt for your thoughts 
To taste them
To taste you
Your sweat
Your blood
Your tears 
Your smile
I want them all locked away 
to praise 
to desire
I want them in my pocket to grab with anxious fingertips
I want them secretly
I want them hidden
I want them in every way 
I want them