I close my eyes

I close my eyes
And think of England

I close my eyes and listen to the moans escaping my lips
I feel my hips lifting, reaching for you

As I close my eyes and think of England

I close my eyes and focus on my nerves sparking, causing uncontrolled convulsions through my form

And I close my eyes and forget about England

I close my eyes and listen to your steps, your controlled breathing and floorboards unwanted squall

And I close my eyes and pray for England

I close my eyes to keep myself guessing, so each touch and movement will suprise, and curse my inability to not try to peek

I close my eyes and wonder at England.

I close my eyes for just a second, before the limit is reached my head thrown back my eyes flung open

I open my eyes, for you are my England

~Esme April 1st 2013. Eddited June 30th
 A change from my normal style it's a bit corny I know but we all have our moments ;)