Imagination Running Wild

I have a vivid imagination.

Pictures running through my mind,
every day,
all of the time.
Pictures of you and me.
Pictures of us together.
Body to body.
Bare skin on bare skin;
rubbing together.
Breaths deep, but thin.
All of this is what I imagine.
These passionate images are running me ragged.
But, Oh! they are good.
Wrecking havoc
on my senses,
they are.
I’m beginning to feel senseless;
even breathless.
Closing my eyes
brings forth even more images.
And I’m not talking about marriages
or baby carriages;
but spent passions.
My imagination
is running wild.
Every thought makes me smile;
a smile of anticipation.
I can see that my imagination
is about to start running low on patience.
So, I need to clear my mind.
I have a habit of daydreaming at the most inopportune of times.
I need to get off of this cloud
and stop my imagination from running wild.