I've got his pictures
I've got his voice recorded, its cadence
Makes me get insane
As much as the slight wrinkles around his lips

I drew him many times
With 80s songs in the background
I traced his lip line and his tiny nose
I contemplated his pale skin

He's got dark hair and cold eyes
He shows ease and self confidence
But he needs distance
While he talks to me

He won't take a step towards me
Sagittarius guys are always absent-minded
distant and impenetrable. I can't guess
if he knows he pulls my mind like a magnet

(...)

I close blind eyes and slip into sleep,
My mind is so inclined to present me with dreams.
Blissful scenes, of something so sweet
Lips made of clouds and cotton candy.
Pillows for my own, for passion to hold
Tongues that twist, for lust to unfold.
Bodies made of heat, that melt into one
And moans that fill the air like a gentle song.
In the middle of the night, my thoughts of you become undone.

-SLuR