i don't know the color of your eyes,
or how your hair falls
across your pillow
or what keeps you up late
...
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Shadows and silhouettes merge in a darkened room. Is it infatuation realised or the hope of a possibility slowly unwrapped to reveal a chance. Nice work in this piece.
Sets a soft sensual stage for two players... patience embrassing anticipation... very nicely penned.