Meeting you for the first time.
I imagine it'll be something like this:
Cheeks painted rose like candy on a summer's day,
Nervous heart flutters like the wings of a hummingbird,
Twitching hands and lowered lashes,
Awkward stumbling into each other,
the pulling of your eyes,
the drowning,
the falling.
(Try as I may, I couldn't deny:
You are my sweetest daydream.)
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xeina (Pseudonym) (
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Lovely. No other word for it. Faved
Thank you, Saxon Crow. I love your name btw.
Very nice Xeina, reminds me of my teens a long long time ago.
Thank you, Fred. I assume you were an awkward teen then, but who wasn't!
May that daydream be fulfilled as your wonderful words do.
Andy
Thank you, Andy. I appreciate it.
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