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Your eyes, our hearts

I saw her in a dream.
Her hair, so golden,
her eyes, like pure, brilliant, grey-blue love

Her body, tender and nurturing.

Her heart: It is as my own, they are calling for each other

Her soul, so close to my own, but she is strong still, and yet she is serene

We are so close, yet my hand is missing hers by inches. We call for each other, but our ears seem to not hear it, only our eyes can catch it

For us, love is in our eyes, and our minds, yet it is the most apparent thing to me, and hopefully her.

Not a moment passes when my heart is not yearning for you, and i feel you more than anyone

But I can still feel your gaze upon me.

Oh, I hope we meet one day…With everything that I am, I truly hope we will meet one day…

I can feel you

My name is Christian. CJ if you’d prefer, but i think you like Christian. Please i need to know your name. But even more, I need to be with you.

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