The Dream
I had a dream last night you were there. In my room. Making love to me with your eyes. And we touched. briefly. You said to me, I never knew it could be like this. I said, me either. Then you said, I have to go. and watched me as you left the room. Writing down your phone number as you left. Said, call me. Or meet me here and gave me a place and time.
When I woke up I sensed how far off this moment may really be. And a stone went onto my heart again today. And you weren't there. I hope that whomever shares your smiles today knows how lucky they are! And that one day my dream will come true. our dream. sweeyheart. xoxox.
When I woke up I sensed how far off this moment may really be. And a stone went onto my heart again today. And you weren't there. I hope that whomever shares your smiles today knows how lucky they are! And that one day my dream will come true. our dream. sweeyheart. xoxox.
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One of the (many) things I love about my man is that he has serious bedroom eyes. I have to laugh when we are at a party, after a couple of drinks, when he looks across the room at me, and EVERYONE knows what he has in mind. Makes me giggle. In a good way. Yours will find you when you are ready. Or maybe he is waiting for you to go looking for him. I am no good with advice in the romance department but I do wish you love in the form you most need it. Which for me, was not the form I was looking for...
thanks girl. i love ya!