Concupiscence...revisited

Mired deep

in concupiscence.

Every breath

filling her lungs

with the intoxicating feeling

of desire.

Her pulse

racing

at the very suggestion of him.

Her mind

swamped

with decadent images

which leave her thighs

trembling with want.

She strides through her day

with purpose

the throbbing ache

within her

tapping out her longing

like Morse code.