By z
Date: 13 January 1998

My insanity

look down the lane,
you keep me
in helpless anticipation

a kiss' caress
at the back
of my neck.

a sharp bite
upon the frail
skin of my ear.

a finger tracing
a shivering arc 
over a taut nipple.

a delicious trail
of wet kisses
along my inner thigh.

a small outcry
at the frustrating tease 
of a wandering tongue.

madness lies upon
the path, where the tortures
of your love await me.