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| Gorgeous photo grabbed from @kat_in_nyc IG |
When you dream about it..
you draw a vague face of the person you dream about
blurry face but clear character
you feed your mind with feelings of warm touches
whispers of sweet nothings from a made up ideal tone of voice
you play it up so well, you make the voice say your own name over and again
When you see it..
boom! your figure of imagination has finally taken form
no longer is he a vague face with a sweet but dominating manly voice
he is a body of crisp brown skin, probably surfing, running or hiking
with that irresistible gorgeous beautiful smile, he chuckled at a joke revealing
that voice resounding in your head a hundred million times
bewildered at how his eyes sparkles each time he laughs, its beautiful
When you go and make it happen..
admiring from afar can only go so far
so you act on it, make it happen
you glide your way toward this creature from your imagination
you cant help but desire to touch, to feel and hear your name escape those lips
and without hesitation, you ask for direction
time momentarily stopped, you stared at him looking up
your eyes twinkle as you watch his lips move as he gives you direction
you cant make out what was coming out of his mouth
so you snapped out of it and say your name offering your hand
which he willingly accepted and right that moment
he said your name in the exact way you imagined it
to be...
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