Staring at you became my favorite past time –
Not that you care or even acknowledge my existence.
You are so obviously “out there”, so obviously not mine,
But running from you is a futile resistance.
Daydreaming about you became my kinky hobby –
Not that I’m ready to confess any of those secrets.
But lately I’m forgetting myself and becoming sloppy,
Behaving, like we are of the same ilk. Almost equals.
Or may be it’s a late night, and too much martini,
But I wish, for one glorious night, to be your genie.
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Hey dear! I nominated you for a 3-day quote challenge. DO check, it out, some time.
https://enigmaticmotivator.wordpress.com/2018/04/18/3-day-quote-challenge-day-3-quote-11-untamed-wolf/
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Hey, dear. Thank you very much. I sure will 🙂
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The pleasure is all mine 😉
Enigma 🙂 ❤
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Can I become your genie Liz?
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Hmmm, I think, in a sense, you already are 🙂
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He he he he he.. Thanks.. 😇😇😇😇
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