There she was, tall and lithe a quiet understated beauty, hiding in the shadows. Full of unexpressed desires, a lover without love. Alone with her thoughts, waiting hoping and looking.

She said her name was Daisy, in her hunger I allowed her to touch herself. Though we were miles apart, yet touching deeply.

As I peeled back her layers, her clothes fell away, revealing an eternal promise, a need to please.

Despite the distance, she heard my voice deep within, calling her towards hope and ambition.

To become her own sonnet of love and acceptance, her needs aflame, her body awash with desire