Someone’s Man

Cuddling in bed. Hugs and kisses. I can’t get these thoughts out of my head.

Laughter and smiles. Holding hands as the cars pass us by for miles.

A handsome suit and a beautiful dress.

What a fantasy I have. These are the types of dreams that make me obsess.

Romantic dinners on the late nights. Traveling the world together, sitting next to each other every flight.

Dancing in the middle of the dance floor. “Do Not Disturb”, reads on the door.

Dreams like this gifts me with a dose of hope, as I see beauty in every romance around the globe.

I know it’ll be me with someone special – holding my hand, as I can’t contain my passion for being someone’s man.

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