She lies there waiting...
Body yearning

Skin tingling, blood pulsating...
Emotions churning

She thinks that I do not know, but I feel her...

Oh! How I feel her!

She feels me, too...

She senses me...

Longs for me...

Relishes the thought of me in her nakedness...

Evident in the iridescent glow of her womanhood in the darkness

Yet, she does not know me

Mentally, I tease her...

Caress her.

My vibe washes over her like water does the shore after a very low tide....

Hungrily reaching for a never yet attained crescendo.....

Only to fall back for yet another try...

Ebbing....

Flowing....

Each with an equal but different force

Drawing from her equal but different pleasures from our psychic intercourse

She trembles in my mind's eye as I kiss her with my mind's lips...

And stroke her with my mental fingertips...

Tasting erogenous regions of her inner being with my telepathic tongue

Delving into areas of her maidenhood never before explored....

Oh yes! My waiting love...

My patient love.

I feel your internal throbs and pressures

As you drown in undulating mental pleasures

I search for you

To revive you with all the sensuality the you crave

Be patient now...

I will find you...

For I am your Phantom Love...