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I long to see you walk through the door To see your face, hold you in my hands To measure time spent together by sunrises and shadows passing alon..

Sometimes our lives are like the tiny ballerina that spins alone Atop of her satin platform from a childhood jewelry box We dance to a beautiful..

experiencing the closeness....

have you let your imagination run into the abyss of another person's physical?

physical nostalgia...

It’s that exact moment when you know you are aware but you’ve stopped dreaming and don’t want to open your eyes You..

follow the white rabbit Alice........ or maybe don't

I’ll never know your faces, Though my heart longs to see the sun shine in your eyes. I’ll never hear your voices, Though I long to ..

you would know if you have had a moonkiss, sigh...

Do the sun and the sunflower engage in a love affair?