In the quiet moments,
I find myself longing
for someone who will listen,
as I sketch their every detail.
I crave the sound of their voice,
soft and comforting,
filling the room with warmth
as I bring their image to life.
I want to lose myself
in the rhythm of their words,
letting their stories
flow through me like a river.
I dream of tracing their features,
capturing their essence
on paper and in my heart,
knowing that they are mine to cherish.
So please, talk on for days
as I draw you closer,
letting our connection
deepen with each stroke of the pen.
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