The 228th thing I love about us is, we don't both wear glasses. Even if just one of us wore glasses, it would be okay, but I bet if both of us wore glasses, they would bonk against each other when we were kissing and stuff.
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...
I'll tell you, there are certain kinds of "and stuff" where even one pair of glasses can make things a little awkward.
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