Sighs for my Lover

I re-read her e-mail twice over knowing that I will read it over more with the coming days. I miss her even more knowing that her presences is farther then comfortable. Of course comfortable would mean her unclothed body pressed up against mine. I could run my hand against her smooth skin, one long seamless uninterrupted pleasure. I could wrap myself in her heavenly scent and drown out the world, if only I was in her arms. Hours tend to fade from existence, lost in the rapture of being close to her, in loving her, in sharing a part of me that I thought I was not capable of sharing with anyone. One look from her magnificent eyes and I am a gone womyn. She smiles and I can't breathe. As soon as she draws near enough to touch, to hold my heart is in my throat and chills race down my back. I still can't wrap my mind around being with such a wonderful person. That by some miracle "God" dropped her into my lap and is allowing me to love her, to be with her, to learn from her. I really hope I see her next weekend.

Nena