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I walk along the beach.

Hoping to find something interesting.

The warm wind caresses my face.

And I almost feel like I'm being held.

Maybe I am dreaming.

But no...

Someone's arms are around me.

They are pulling me close.

A familiar scent wraps itself around me too.

I don't have to turn around to see.

I know that you are standing there.

You have your arms aroud me, and your head resting on my shoulder.

There wouldn't be another I was so comfortable with.

Your hands rest on my hips.

As you slowly pull me back,

I remember to turn around and look.

So beautiful your eyes are.

Tortureous and dangerous.

Like glowing orbs of dusty brown.

I can't get enough of them.

You smell divine.

I wish I could bottle it and keep it with me.

Perhaps I should just steal you.

Would that work too?

Oh please, let me stay with you.

I want to go to bed looking into your eyes.

And I want to wake seeing your smile.

There is something about you, that is so..

Addicting.

Be my addiction.

I don't want to stop wanting you.

My eyes flutter open quickly.

And I realize I have been dreaming of you again.

I sigh and I turn my head.

Waiting for your beautiful eyes to open today.