I can still close my eyes and feel her neck,
even though I haven't touched her in ages.
Lower to her shoulders.
Higher into her hair line.
Translucent down adding to the sensation
of already soft warm skin.

I can still close my eyes and see her lips,
even though I haven't kissed her in ages.
Supple and light pink.
Slightly parted and sweet.
Innocent and oblivious to the longing
of my rapidly beating heart.

I can still close my eyes and smell her hair,
even though I haven't stroked it in ages.
Framing her perfect face.
Dark with subtle rich tones.
Fragrant from fine products and the combination
of her intoxicating natural scent.

I can still close my eyes and wrap around her,
even though we are no longer together.
Breathing synchronized.
Facing into each other.
Blissful and at peace in the warm embrace
of our ancient and eternal bond.

I love to close my eyes.