Bound

I am rapture at your fingertips and beneath your tongue. I am the scent that makes you dizzy with desire. I am the taste that you cannot get enough of the one that makes you ravenous again and again always wanting another taste. I am the skin and curves that haunt your dreams prompting your imagination to soar to heights it has never reached before. I am the soul that yours hungers for. A connection conceived with promise strengthened by constancy. I am a rhapsody of delights bound tightly to you…