A simple thought you are.
My mind's creation.
Amazing. Persistent.
Intense.
Untended, the whole of you would unravel.
So I create.
You are non existent.
You fill my world.
Kept only at my whim.
My desire. A little secret. Tightly held.
You will not yield to reason. I do not wish to yield you.
Awash in sensation I keep you. For now.