She was naked. A masterpiece of golden bright skin and
stars, Underneath the heavy blanket of frozen skies. I
beheld the beauty of her perfect body as she was waiting for
me to reach out and experience the warmth in touching her.
How I wanted to touch her... Daily dreams of a similar scene
were nothing in compare to this enchanting sight. .She
stripped in front of my eyes for the very first time. Her
figure was probably taken out of a painting, for it was
unreal in its spotlessness and truly magnificent cambers My
hand trembled more and more as I got close to her, giving me
a passing fear. I sensed her pristine skin- the shell to the
kingdom of her dark inner soul, whose gates I have tried to
open many times. She got me intoxicated. We felt each other
till dawn. Under the night's veil I desperately held her in
order to protect her from others' desires.  Nightmares hunt
me during nights in which I see her
stolen from me by some obscure ghosts. An endless oneiro of
pain and agony.