The double-hundred-and-twentieth thing I love about us is that neither one of us snores.
Oh my gosh. I don't snore, do I?
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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...
You have an adorable little snore. I think I've even told you that before.
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