The sixty-fourth thing I love about us is, even though we both complain about stuff from time to time, there's almost never anything about us that either of us complains over!
It would be more than a little ungrateful to have any real complaint about us.
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...
It would be more than a little ungrateful to have any real complaint about us.
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