Greedily I ask for one...

An ounce of mugginess condensed from atmosphere swamped,
sweat drops from her cold skin would spill from my half-filled cup.

Let me fill her thoughts for precious scintilla fragment of her waking.
Monopolize a single scene, romancing role as man of her dream.

One set of clutching fingers, one caress, one entanglement of lips,
one woman of matching polarity, in reach of my field of gravity.

If none of these... then please:

Mercifully gift me one deluge of cleansing rain from my arid eyes,
copious enough to flush away this anguish.

Interesting choice of words, techno. Very very nice.Thank you for sharing.

Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts, lu.