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Jul 2013
I have never even met you but have me constantly thinking of you.Β Β Sometimes before I go to sleep you are the last thing on my mind.
The image of your beautiful smile and sparkling eyes is engraved in my mind,
love your playful ways.
I often wonder if the scent of your hair is as intoxicating as your smile, if the feel of your skin is as soft as your angel feathers and right then I want to know if the taste of your lips is as sweet as ripe strawberries picked in the summer breeze.
Now I'm here waiting for the moment when I hear your voice for the first time, keeping me restless at night, I hope that when I finally hear it is as relaxing as when I look into your angel eyes.
Josias Barrios
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Josias Barrios  New York City
(New York City)   
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