Feel The Presence

Sense me, feel me, she signals.
Her face, her hands, her body,
immaculate in my presence.
Breathless, chilless, silent.
She stands hovering spreading
her love, her answer.
She moves towards me, takes
her hands out and gently caresses
me. Her undieing love, her heart and soul. I become enthroned, tantalized, and enchanted in this moment. I feel her presence, the undying and aboundful gift of love. She likes what she sees moves her body up and blissfully moves her hands and disappears. She is gone but I still feel the love. It will never go away. I cherish it, you would too. If you ever feel her presence you will sense love.