IS THIS REAL?

You're so close,
yet so far away.
I feel the warmth,
of your breath on my neck.
The want in my soul is growing stronger,
and my mind is growing weak.
I cannot escape the power which holds me,
that holds me transfixed to your mind.

You caress my skin with your fingertips,
this you do as you sleep.
Are you undressing me,
is it me you're really touching?
Is it me you want,
or are you thinking of another?
I want to know, but dare not ask,
for your answer could bring pain.

Why are you laying here with me,
for comfort? I can't tell.
You must be content, or you would not be here,
with your arms around me.
As you wake you smile,
and say you're as happy as can be.
You've answered and now I now,
my mind is at a rest.