The one hundred and fifty-fifth thing I love about us is bumping your shoulder when we're playing a game with everyone else, and then when you turn your head, having a look that's just with you. The best ones are when your cheeks get a little red and you do that thing where you're trying not to smile, and your eyes look bashfully away and then can't help looking back.
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That Most Sweet Affection
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...
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The two hundred and eighty-seventh thing I love about us is, when I'm around you, I only want to curse if things are curse-ably good, or...
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The one hundred twenty-seventh thing I love about us is the perfection of our repartee. You have a beautiful gift for expressing thoughts th...
I love that too ... even though I also hate it! (In a sorta fun-hatey way.)
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