The two hundred and first thing I love about us is a sparkle of moonlight glinting in your eyes.
Did you write this because you saw that the other night when it was a full moon? I love full moons, so I know I kept looking out the window for it.
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...
Did you write this because you saw that the other night when it was a full moon? I love full moons, so I know I kept looking out the window for it.
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