He woke up thinking about her.
How she had a face that looked like love,
And a voice that sounded like poetry.
A smile that felt like sunshine under his lips.
He laid there staring up at his white ceiling. He thought about every detail of her.
Her hair like silk, and skin like linen.
He thought about her fingers in his hair, and her heart beat like music against his.
Her eyes so close to his, holding all the stars.
Just the thought of her was intoxicating.
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