You come to me like, sleep, unconsciously. Your messages touch me in a special way. Through them you kiss me like a lover would. By the light of my screen, from afar I feel your fingers roving as you ***** me in the dark. Though we canβt press our bodies closely our feelings rise entwined as one. My words weaving flowers in your hair. Hot and drenched, in my mind, I will explore your body, mentally caressing the keys so I can bring you to the edge. Describing, leading. I reach out and touch you giving you, pure, electric waves of passion deep in the recesses of your psyche as one awakened by Cupidβs fleeting kiss.