Your physical form so personified your very nature, that to gaze upon your body was to fall into the void that is your very essence. I dared not gaze too long, lest I fall so deep that I could not escape, yet part of me wished to dive head first and be utterly consumed by you. It is this turmoil that you arose within me that caused me to love you as I did.

I speak of you as though you are something past, something to be reviewed, and yet I feel that you are still with me, and these words resonate within you - and all the while you long for more. That I might penetrate your soul outside the confines of time and space excites you, my Goddess, and it makes me feel as though I am God. It brings me joy to witness your pleasure.

Through it all we know that this is a game, but a fleeting moment, yet that darkness we see between the closing and opening of the eye that blinks for us is filled with light. As I think of you I feel as though I become you, it is as though I occupy you; I become you. I feel your features as my own, I feel your thoughts and your feelings as my own. In this moment I possess you, yet you are like change in my pocket. Long might you remain there, my fingers moving over you spontaneously, only to one day be given away without a moment’s thought.

I think of what could have been, but know that if it had been, we would not have what we do now. We have nothing; I have everything; you have everything.