I want you to claim me.
I need you to wear me out, and still my mind.
I need you to take from me, what I didn't know I had to give.
I need you to touch me, and want me, and worship and comsume me.
I want you to make me yours, and no one else's.
To be my King.
I need you to turn my body into a trembling mass of fluid and flesh.
I need you to draw out of me, my second, third and fourth wind of desire for you.
I need your strength. I need your power. I need to submit to you until I cannot see anyone but you,
until I cannot see at all... only feel.