The man of my dreams exists somewhere.
Someone, like me, who enjoys fresh air.
Looking in his eyes & beginning to stare.
Thinking about the life that we both share.
Someone to cuddle like a soft teddy bear.
Feeling how much we really care.
Running my fingers through his hair.
Sitting together as the perfect pair.
Growing together & becoming aware.
Kneeling together for our daily prayer.
Someone who’d rather not swear.
Or think that I am looking elsewhere.
Having our own love affair.
Letting each other know that we’re there.
Being so attracted it isn’t very fair.
No one else could even compare.
Holding hands when in despair.
Hugging it out—floating in midair.
Knowing deep down that he exists somewhere.
But for now, I’m happy in solitaire.
—유리
About the Creator
유리
Just a gal who likes to release her emotions through art.
Pronouns: she/ her/ hers
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