Did you ever have an instant attraction? Like they show in the movies when someone applies pheromones and the other person is helpless. Your most basic human instincts take over and you as a modern thinking woman are no longer in control. You can smell that person through the internet, the strong bond of her natural body mixed with the scent of her body wash and perfume and hair shampoo making an intoxicating cocktail that becomes your favorite.
Did you ever lie in bed with no desire to touch, as much as to admire the lines and beauty before you? The rich full lips that can stretch into the happiest smile you have ever seen, highlighted in the perfect shade of red to match her creamy skin? The nose that wrinkles as she smiles and the brown eyes that let you see inside her to find caution, passion, mischief and romance waiting to be coaxed out.
Did you ever lie there on soft wine colored satin sheets admiring her silhouette against the faint light of the lace curtains? The curve of her hip, her long shapely legs, the way her breast form natural curves on her firm structured torso? Her hair tousled yet in some way every hair in place only accentuating her cheeks?
Did you ever picture this woman in a changing slide show of backdrops, still as rich and full of life, silhouetted against a volcanic waterfall, then a golden sand beach with sparkling waves behind her, maybe in a mountain meadow with the setting sun accenting her curves? The entire time you remain motionless and shallow breathing as to not interrupt the beauty. Like the first time you gazed at a Starry Night in the museum. You knew you were seeing something that was created, not made by mortal man.
Did you ever just lie there noticing how her rich violet satin night gown clings in the perfect places and piles and ripples to make the texture of a landscape newly formed on a beautiful palate? The whole time your olfactory senses are overwhelmed by the most pleasing scent you could ever hope to create in the Paris perfumeries.
Did you ever lie there and feel desire so deeply that you want to not act on it, to not change the moment but to lie there and drink it all in like a person who knows they are losing their sight and must desperately memorize every color and nuance of life before the light fades to black?
Please wake, wake to me my Susie G.