There she was, a lonely girl lost in her own fiery day dreams, desperately seeking any other existence than her own. She yearns for passion, not only in the physical sense, but a deep emotional connection. Despite this burning hunger for affection, something is persistently holding her back from ever having a genuine relationship, or rather someone. She hasn't been able to get him off of her mind. A mysterious stranger whom she has never had the pleasure of meeting except in her dreams. How can she let this figment of her imagination consume every desire in her body and mind? He stands tall before her, generously proportioned in every way that counts. His fit frame draped in dark clothing, waiting to be torn off in the heat of passion. His cologne is intoxicating; the scent of seduction oozes from his pores. He slowly makes his way into her arms, clutching her body securely against his. She quickly drowns in his eyes, getting swallowed by the glimmering pools of deep blue until she turns blue herself. She can no longer breathe without his love, gasping for air she awakens from her intense dream.