You…

Dominate my dreams. Make my toes tingle. Colour my cheeks. Cleanse my soul. Liberate my senses. Spill into my eyes. Make me weep. Believe that I am a faerie. Laugh with me. Trust my judgment. Hold my beating heart. Power my mind.

You. You. You.

What have you done? That I should become this pliable clump of clay…