The light casts her shadow over me, as I glance into her eyes. Brightly, her smile shines as she freezes me with a stare. We connect, then feel the warmth rising over us, like the midsummer nights breeze; the perfection of the moment. It's emotion that fuels my mind, but true love that moves my words, softly slipping from my lips and into her ears as if softly kissing her soul. She looks down at me as I face the open window, my shape silhouetted by the city that never sleeps, speaking words that dance around me like leaves in the fall air.
But they never fall. No, they hang in my head, pondered forever, while in an alternate universe the secrets reveal a reality, brought up to calm a restless mind, creations of her. The girl of my dreams.
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