Will that be all miss

Connecting souls through the contact of sight
Shattered my resolves with a simple handshake
An increased pulse with
dilated eyes..
threaten to expose my thinning facade...
Mental visions of your hands
wrapped and involved in places
I have yet to divulge...
With reciprocation..of course,
I trace from neckline to beyond.
My breaths seem to have ceased...
in some cosmic effort to balance
my off kiltered universe
Mmmmm.....
I can even taste the delights of our creations,
that make a simple blush an inadequate response...
Even off balance it is feeling pretty good however...
the internal sway and rock has me feeling a certain kind of way,
kind of taking me of the usual path..
Makes me imagine and yearn for something beyond current states...
Your touch...
once again..a gentle hand to the shoulder
creating shivers, and not the cold kind...
brings me back to my present reality...
Will that be all miss? is what was asked...
With twinkled eyes and eyes to match...
Oh no sir, no sir, not at all!