Hello YOU, As you enter the bookstore. My eyes gleem with interest, Who are YOU?, Where have YOU been?, Who will YOU read?, What is YOUR story?
Polaroid camera in your hands, wearing a black casual long sleeve shirt on such a rainy day. Umbrella in hand, explains why your not wet. You mumble something to yourself as you stumble across the wooden floors of 'Mooney's'.
I can already imagine my hands on you, sinking my fingertips into your soft delicate skin. Feeling every inch of you , i wonder if you would like that.
You walk with confidence, you like a little attention. Ok I'll bite.
You have this aura, some kind of magnetic force that makes me want to know everything about you, What makes YOU so special? What will make YOU the one?
You look at the bookshelves and land on Horror, that's new
In this small shop people only get the books by celebrity's but you, your different. You don't care about 'Fitting in', I like that about you
Your eyes, they tell stories. It's like I could look at them forever and that's when you walk closer and say your first words to me, something I will never forget
"Hi, do you uhh work here?" You ask softly almost seeming embarrassed to ask...
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