I dream of you, i think of you.
Your hands caressing my face as we kiss,
Such a beautiful day.
I see you, your lips moving,
Enthralling, hiptonizing,
Your words break my mind.
And then, your image is left behind.
I can only see you, describe you,
and foremost, listen to you.
Music mixing and twisting around you,
The air that surrounds you becoming,
a most potent drug.
Shapes and appereances deforming,
All turning to you,
Everything leading me to you.
Every color, every word,
sound or movement,
reminding me of your mind and hair...
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