The forty-third thing I love about us is waking up, opening the curtains, and nestling back into bed where we can lounge together in a pool of sunlight.
Yes! All toasty and cozy and soft and like a dream!
Soft, so soft, your lips against mine. I am grazed by their grace and drunk on their wine. We touch and we taste, endlessly divine engrossed...
Yes! All toasty and cozy and soft and like a dream!
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