Thoughts of you echo in my mind,
like raindrops on as they hit pavement.
My lips long to know your own,
to see your smile, to taste your kiss,
and to see the reflection of joy behind those pretty eyes of yours.
To know the sensation of your tongue,
as it plays with mine.
To feel the fabric of your shirt,
beneath my fingertips as I pull you close.
To wonder what your scent would be,
to hope for you to want me as I do you.

Dreamy Days
"Inspiration from rainy days, and romantic daydreams"
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