Heart Ablaze

Under the watchful eye of the moon, I found myself mesmerized by him once again. The flames danced in his eyes, reflecting the same fire that burns within me. 
 
There's an air of mystery about him. As if he knows exactly what buttons to push, what words to say to set my heart ablaze. I can't help but be captivated by his wit, that sharp intelligence that always leaves me breathless. 
 
The passage of time has only deepened my admiration for him. The boyish charm has faded, replaced by a man's confidence and allure. I'm drawn to you.
 
His cheekbones are sharp and defined. Yet his lips are full and inviting. I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to trace their shape with my fingertips, to taste the sweetness of his kiss.
 
The mere thought of his touch sends shivers down my spine. I long to lose myself in his embrace, to feel the warmth of his body against mine. To explore the depths of his soul.

He's a work of art.

God, I fear I'm hopelessly smitten. This love, this passion, consumes me entirely. I pray that one day you'll see me as I see you.

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