The Scene

All it has taken is a moment
this split second when time seems to be standing still
she stands before me in my line of vision
my eyes were laid on a picture of near perfection
the atonement of her beauty released my inner tension
all my senses were awaken but one still remained solitary
she was the epitome of all women… peaceful and serene
her voice was audibly melodious and soothing
with a common sense that entwined in the milieu
as I step closer the eclectic scent of Cacharel Amor Amor
creates a sudden rush of blood to my head
I am yearning to intimately caress her soft velvet like skin
and in my dreams I imagined how luscious
her lips would taste and feel against mine
the urge carries me away in to this crescendo of passion
where my dreams were slowly becoming a reality
I touched her delicate soft brown skin with a gentle stroke
within moments whilst staring at one another face to face
I felt my sixth sensor making an unexpected cameo at the scene.