20 October 2012
I am missing you dearly. I am thinking of you every second. You, not in my mind? Barely, rarely. And what else? Oh, your curly hair. My fingers are missing the fiddles and plays with that beautiul hair of yours. I miss smelling the beautiful scent of your skin and curly tresses. I miss the touch of your warm, soft fingers on my brown skin. I miss your presence. But you know what they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Indeed, it does. I miss you my man. The best compliment you've ever given to me - you would make a good mother. Apart from all the you're beautiful compliments, that meant a lot more to me baby. Before you came into my life, I was dreaming about one day finding my movie love. But you know what, this right here, is better than movie love. Much, better.
While You Are On Holiday • Opuss № I