1:4 - Blue & Sentimental

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In my eyes, you are my reality.

Your touch cauterizes my every wound. When I close my eyes I can hear your soft whisper and smell your light perfume. My heart rises from obscurity when the soft skin of your cheek touches mine. I can feel our souls merge by the mere taste of your lips. I can feel myself playing in your hair and letting every strand fall lightly onto my face. I feel the inner child yearning to come out of me when we tumble and roll in the grass together. I can see our names carved into our old oak tree. And holding your hand was all I needed to forget about life's tribulations for just a moment.

But why can't I still have you?

If I tell you that I'm willing to give, to do and to be anything to be with you again, will you still think of me as any less of a man?