I think you know who you are. If you don't, look again.
I do think of you a lot. I wonder how it would feel to kiss you. Warm, hot, wet. What would your tongue taste like in my mouth, my tongue in yours. What your skin would feel like under my fingers. What it would taste like under my tongue. What would you feel like over me, beside me, in me.
Wondering, dreaming, fantasizing of you. It's one of my guilty pleasures.
I hope that answers the question.