The one hundred and eighty-first thing I love about us is putting on an ocean sounds recording and pretending we are lying on an evening beach together, watching the purple remnants of sunset in the west.
Shhhhhsshhh...swwhhssshhhhhh. Yep, that's a good one!
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...
Shhhhhsshhh...swwhhssshhhhhh. Yep, that's a good one!
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