magic moments
the other night while riding in your car, it felt like we were under some magical spell. i was intoxicated by it, by you, feeling as though i weren't myself. but that wasn't a bad thing. and when we crossed into the parking lot to get my car, the magic ended
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your eyes are deep, dark, and brown. and i am so in love. i think. is this really love or some mind-fuck? i may just be fooling myself again. maybe tonight God will give me a sign. one that i can trust to guide me home.
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and when we were getting into our cars, i think we had a moment. i really think we did. you smiled that smile i like best, that one that crinkles your cheeks and eyes, and your dark eyes seeemed to shine with some secret light, something magic.
magic moments copyright 1999 flowerboy productions