8 attempts and still not close

close the eyes,
remaining quite enough, long enough
and,
just as mouth parts for breath,
the warmth of her will be felt.

a feat of unparalleled will,
demanded,
to not open eyes -
but the illusion mustn't be dispelled.

the tip of her tongue a kiss,
light as air,
upon my lips.

her breath upon my neck,
her body moving close,
unseen.

the mind's eye blossoms
as true beauty is revealed,
glorious.

every cell, every ounce of me,
in an instant,
boiling over, passionately,

overwhelmed,
uncontrollable,
perfect.
~