Dinner Date

I have a sparkle in my eye when I am getting ready for our date. I feel the rush of mystery and desire. I want to hang on every word you say, I want to escape from my world into ours.

I want to watch the way your mouth moves and your eyes twinkle when you start to get excited.

Time stops when my eyes connect with your warm eyes.

Two hours pass and we haven’t left the restaurant.

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