Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Want

The white room's lights are dimmed down. Blue eye clicker lights glow brighter than the pale luminescence, but only thoughts of you sear min the deep recesses of my mind. I have not gotten to know you yet, but I crave you. I want to press my cheeks against your defined jaw line and rest my head against your neck. I know you want me too. I want to leave everything and pursue you. I have no time.

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