At night, in a next heartbeat..

feel the warmth when fingers applied, heavenly touch excites me and I can't decide to embrace her with the soft, strong, narrow or wide.
I see you in my dreams, without using my eyes, envision such beauty that came from the skies.
I listen to you breathe, resuscitate my own, deep inside my subconcious your voices are thrown .. they tell of a soft and pleasent verbal cologne, a concoction of scents, I wish to prolong
intoxicating aroma that can't go wrong.
A kiss is only needed to taste her divine... A culmination of senses your lips combine, you know... In a next hearbeat I'll repeat all the above