The hundred-and-first thing I love about us is feeling your long, golden hair whisper across my skin.
I was going to say the same thing! Except probably I would have used words like "tickle" and "soft and shiny."
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...
I was going to say the same thing! Except probably I would have used words like "tickle" and "soft and shiny."
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