Daydreams of you. . . thoughts so real, I could touch you

My fingers feather through your chestnut locks like a comb

Its silky curls and waves yield to my hand

We speak to each other of intimate thoughts

We share our innermost feelings and desires

My hand caresses your face

As it brushes against your cheek,

I feel the soft, smooth texture of your creamy skin

My lips barely touch yours. Was it seconds, or an eternity?

My heart threatens to explode

We embrace and become one: body to body, flesh to flesh

We are so close, we share the same breath

I smell the aura of your perfume around you,

and it takes me higher. . .

I am overtaken by waves of emotion cascading over me

I stare into the big, blue oceans that are your eyes,

and I see myself drowning in a sea of love

I know that this is where I am meant to be

Then reality calls me back. . . and I reluctantly return