I want a man:
That just by the look in his eyes, we connect. It’s there. A man that pulls me in & holds me - not with touch but by gaze & just like that, he’s got me. Like staring into a crystal ball, his eyes open up to show me what he’s all about; a library full of history, his stories spill into mine. We could just lay there, maybe play a little bit in between to break the trance. But to be lost in a daze for days without saying a word, he wouldn’t mind it … as long as he’s looking into mine & mine alone. One look & it’d drive me crazy. One look & I know he can’t get enough of me. Just one look & I know he’s … all … mine.
