The ninety-first thing I love about us is imagining all the places we would go if we were the traveling sort, and then imagining how beautiful you would be in every single one of them.
We should go! Let's start saving up!: )
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...
We should go! Let's start saving up!
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