I picture him by my side
His arms wrapped around me
His glassy eyes blue as the sea
Oh that handsome face
That irresistible charm
Reminds me of a boy on a farm
His warm natural smile
Paints pictures in the air
As he gently touches my hair
His body draws closer
Eyes almost closed
I cannot imagine a more perfect pose
Just as I taste his oh so rich lips
I see it is late
My dream must abate
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