My Heart ignites, leaps, both prey and beast as she enters the room; sweeping waves of joy and craving are centered on her, beneath The Seeing Eye.
My Eyes, impressed, reply to every detail, seeing the world, her single form of visual explosion. Such beauty, deilcacy, shape, grace- Will they ever recover?- beneath The Seeing Eye.
My Ears resound, shaken, moved by silence and symphony as she moves through space. I am sense, receiving every part of her, recording this moment alone, beneath The Seeing Eye.
My Mind anticipates her approach, alerted, focused and spinning as she challenges the mazes of my soul. I submit to an intimacy never known before, but desired beneath The Seeing Eye.
My Hands, touched and touching, a vision of thier own, caress a softness they've yearned for, graze a delicateness, fondle the parts of passion, stroking with hunger, appetite beneath The Seeing Eye.
I must breathe- What! a fragrance, redolence, an aromatic universe hypnotizes me, mesmerizes, swimming in scent, sensual and arousing, and a colliding of it all beneath The Seeing Eye.
And in His Seeing, He enjoys us, relishes the reflection of Love, Him, knowing what He has always known about the excruciating beauty of us.
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