Imagination and memory of vision

I have not seen her breasts,

All the time wrapped with clothes;

I can guess what shape it is.

I have not heard her talk

About love in her talks;

I could infer the hidden love.

She has not fallen on my arms;

I could still feel her arms.

I could relate to her in every form.

Imagination and impression

Are the God send gift

With which I could experience sex

With her without having her

24.08.2002