He is beautiful. The very definition of it. His long hair, his perfectly toned face. Could it really be that he is
perfect? I had a
dream of us holding hands miles from here, breaking free of this world, loving truly, the span of a moment, pure love unleashed. And As we stare into the bright light of the moon and time passes without remorse, I know that this
dream has come true. We slowly go to sleep as each of us holds hands.