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I think of you all the time.

It's like an escape, really. I tiptoe away into that hidden part of my mind.

There it's just you and I.

A place where you want me.

Somewhere you embrace my stare, even my touch.

It's a delicious little fantasy...

I long for you to look me in the eyes.

Please, let me meet your intense gaze that I have not experienced first hand but by watching, no, admiring from afar.

Slide your hand up my neck and rest a gentle caress upon my cheek

How electrifying that would be...