… the soft hair I want my fingers to pass through?
…the forehead lips would love to kiss?
…the eyes reflecting my face?
…the nose the loves to touch my nose?
…the cheeks I’d eagerly pinch?
…the lips I want to kiss?
…the neck I’d put my arms around?
…the shoulder I’d rest my head on?
…the arms that wraps around me?
…the body I can get warmth from during a cold day?
….the hand hands that hold mine?
…the legs that synchronizes with mine when we walk and you put over me when we sleep?
Can you be mine and I’ll be yours?
Can we just be “meant to be?”
I hope I’ll meet you soon, because the longer I wait I feel more hopeless and you become more fictional.