I dreamt about you.
You sat by the edge of bed, looking at me with a big smile, the scent of your cologne spreaded the whole chamber. i was huddling up in the duvet, half-awake, murmuring a morning smiling back to you, in the sight of mine your clean shaved face made you look even younger and elegant, as if a persian prince. i was suddenly awed into at a loss, didn't know what to do but only gazing at you. the moment felt like ages, i fell into your sorcery.
Sunday, August 10, 2003
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