Ode to a Mistress' Beauty

This is requested and inspired by my Musetress, the lover of all things sapio, the purveyor over all of mere mortals, everyone's wishful FWB, the sexy, the beautiful, the one and only GYPSIGRRL!!!!!!!
To the lady of mention, I drink and I write things. To you with love....

The first time I saw you, an envelope of sunshine set a backdrop of exquisite beauty, a symphony of elegance, a cornucopia of sexiness. Your flowing hair, framing your features perfectly. Your dark soulful eyes, a come hither look emanating from the smolder, with a quick flash of fire. Sensual lips, ripe for kissing, your tongue quickly visible with a laugh. The curve of your neck, delving to that imminently kissable hollow of your collarbone. I know not even what you are wearing, so enraptured by your beauty I am. I tear my unworthy eyes from your face, seeing you dressed evocatively, provocatively, languorously, amazingly, simply fantastic. The hint of cleavage, the fullness of your bosom as shown off by the flattering yet not so unseemly dress draw me to come closer. The slit of the skirt up the middle causes shadow, the promise of the Shangri-la lying beneath.
Unable to handle the rapturous image before me, I fall to my knees, ready, nay, eager to comply with your every demand, follow your every command, unable to deny any wish that my Lady, my Queen, my Mistress deems me worthy to hear from her honeyed lips. Oh but allow me a chaste kiss before dying in your presence, a brief touch of your fingertips on my arm, flirtingly, fleetingly. For if I cannot be your servant, your confidant, your lover, then perchance I can wander off this mortal coil having my last sensation be that of your being.