BLING

Recent reviews by Rhea B.

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Love

Love is so natural. I feel like an awkward kid around you. I got online and studied all the signs and sure enough I'm in love with you. Part of me wants to run, part of me wants to grab you and kiss you, right now I'm dying to just talk to you. I've never thought about anyone as much as I think about you. I'm hoping you feel the same? If I had one wish right now it would to be in a romantic place with you alone. I see this vision in my mind day and night, you and me together. You are perfect. I dont care about anything else.

Happiness

is waking up from a dream, being asked by someone if everything is ok while they look gently into your eyes and brush the curls from your face, calling you endearing names like ‘sweetness’ or ‘sha’ … you smile and nod and plant a tender kiss on their lips, telling them not to worry, as the pieces of the puzzle begin to align and it all suddenly makes sense…and you realize you never not want to hear their voice again.

Lost in those eyes...

Every part of my body, every sense is set ablaze when you're close to me and time seems to be frozen in those moments when our eyes meet. It's why I make every effort to keep my distance when we're in the same room. Yet, even still I am besieged with these images of you. Every attempt to abate this growing desire has been in vain. Your very presence invoking seductive visions tear through my mind like a raging tempest bent on bringing me to my knees. Those eyes...

My heart...

It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange. No gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.

That dreamy voice....

The dulcet tones of your golden voice are the soundtrack to my mornings. That captivating, hell born grin makes every part of me ache. Thanks for all the commuter assistance:)

Wondering.....

How many of you come home from a long day of laborious activity (mental or physical) and you're thinking to yourself as you're recalling your day - "What am I doing? Why is this pointless? I'm exhausted, I'm done, but I'm trying to not give up"? What makes you go on?