It wasn't his face
He looked familiar
She stalked his page
The thoughts would linger...
It was his voice
The moment she heard the sound
He was in her heart
In her head
In her bed
Under her skin...
They talked for hours
Of life, love, art
The addiction...
His smile, his scent, his hug
The tango, the kiss and everything in between...
A stranger she'd never met
A scene all in her head
A story yet to be told...
One more sleep!
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