Still it rushes through me, in every pore, through every cell. What is this . . . what feeling is this? I cannot tell, what secrets unveil capabilities unknown to limits. This absolute emmersion blankets my every conscious thought. Drawing you closer, bringing you here. So close to me I dare not say - still not within my sight. I feel your breath, heat penetrating my skin like a hard summer rain. I feel your face, your eyes, trace your mouth with my fingers. You give me breath so close to your mouth, still we do not touch. Smoldering fantasies ignite burning, lust and longing. Desire tempts me. "Move closer . . . " she whispers, "closer, closer. " A paradox? Closer to you, like the finest lace - our bodies occupy exactly the same space. Deeper you come! Taking you in - surrounding me and filling me up- and down- push, shove CRASH! Eyes open, must I see? Truth is now . . . this reality