2008-07-24 :: To My Romantic Man

We r going to have dinner at the roof of high building. Soft music wrap us around. In the light of candles our eyes sparkle like stars. We miss each other. We r hungry for each other. Soft voice of waiter asks us about what we will order. I took the menu and my eyes hide under long black lashes. I take a look through the menu and ask some red wine first. You gaze at me. You can't tale your eyes of me. My light dress tightly cover my curves. My hair lay on my shoulders like waterfall. All the stars in the sky look at us this evening. Finaly you pull yourself up and take the menu. After light dinner you ask me to dance with you. As soon as your hand touches mine we both feel like strain goes though our bodies...