She is near, I can fell her queit heat
pressed against my back
My body tenses,trembles with anticipation
of her touch, Desire like a razor opens my soul to her soft,intense embrace.
everything I am is torn by passion and fear
every breath is ruled by her.
I open my eyes and the dream is over
i lay my head back,enraptured still by the sweet spell of our fierce moment,and i cry for her return