I have a craving

I have a craving,
I haven’t had one of this kind of cravings
not since I was younger, much much younger
its petulant and childish and shy but hungry.
I giggle and laugh airily then close my eyes and take a deep laboured breath, I remember
And I crave..
My heart beats faster, my eyes moisten and my voice becomes hollow, light and hoarse.
Am plotting, a place, a time, a next time,
My shy smile returns
Am rationalising, of do’s and don’ts and of desires and wants
Am fantasizing of sighs and sounds and acts and warmth and skin
And lips and limbs and thrusts and vigour and panting and I crave
My heart beats faster, my breath is burdening,
Am plotting, a place, a time, the next time,
Am brazen now
Am rationalising of place and time of age and living, I remember
Am older, much much older
Am bold and strong, willful and certain
I smile, a sly side smile and lick my lips and focus
I have a craving, but not for long.