Cold needles coalesce into warm retinal dreams,
I become a beautiful moment that calls forth color when I think your name,
the power of bliss wielded by your hand captures me, I am tame..
but you can never know this for there is fear collecting in the base of my heart,
should you discover my great thirst for your sweet company or see me lusting after your perfect lips,
such power over me is unheard of in the echoes of my soul,
this will always have to be my secret,
but know this,
You are in control.