mercredi 2 novembre 2016

About a boy's face


When I look at a boy's face, at a boy's portrait, I try to let my imagination wander...
Could I fall in love with this face, with this boy's face, with this boy ?
A face inspires me thoughts, dreams, ideas, desires, memories, sorrows, hopes sometimes...
I love to imagine the sound of this boy's voice... The way he smiles... The way he laughs... The way he moves...
I love to dream about the way he would keep silent and look at me...
I love to imagine the way he would look at me before, or after our first kiss...
Or just before or after a kiss...
Because in my imagination, indeed, this unknown boy became my boy friend....

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