One time, I wrote this poem:

Reminisce
My soul quakes at the thought of your touch
And with that same thought my knees weaken
Despite the determination I have to think of other things
The gusts from the storm, on the few nights passed are all I feel
Reflecting so heavily on the way you controlled by body that...
My palms begin to sweat and my heart rate quickens
I try to count the times your fingertips caressed my valleys --
I reach infinite numbers and still try to count
It feels so genuine that I forget it is a thought
Suddenly, I detach form reality and I'm back in that spot
I know I'm here and you're there but still...
This Desire and Those Nights become indistinguishable
Impossible to differentiate, identically identical, one in the same
Are you sure I'm here and not beside you
I see MY room but I feel your hands
I know I came back and you remained but pinch me
Cause I feel your lips against mine, I feel your hair in my hands
If we are not together physically right now then...
What's wrong cause undoubtedly, that is your scent
I hesitate to believe a fantasy would make me moan
I get in touch with the point where I'm about to scream
The same peak where you clinch me tighter
Please don't disturb me cause I'm feeling so good
I scream silently cause something novel has transpired
Two bodies, physically distant have connected
More than mental and beyond spiritual
Two souls in two places have Made Love