The one hundred twenty-eighth thing I love about us is that you're pretty good about helping me with my impatience. And with my laziness.
Honestly, just about everything that's wrong with me, you're good at helping with!
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...
That's because there's really nothing at all wrong with you to start with.
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