my imagination

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    my imagination

           It was around 11:35
    in a dimly lit room, you could hear him smilling throught the phone and the words i missed you comes from his lips resonating in ur ears like the tribal drums of shanghai in return, you smille and have him mesmerize (i missed you too) 
            He tells you about his day and can't wait to hear about yours so you close your eyes and begin to imagine that his was next to you feeling the warmth of his breath on your neck,his caramel icing colored hand caresses your silky chocolate covered body,his legs wraped around yours living the imprints of his kisses on your neck and shoulder.
            AS you turn around he pulls you in so close feeling every beat of his heart letting you know your not the only one scared of the conection between you and yet throught his eyes he makes you see that no other man could love you the way he does.
          He sais "baby you there? what were you thinking about?" you clear your throat and say "nothing" so you never told me how your day went.

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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