The double-hundred-and-forty-fourth thing I love about us is how carefree our lives are. I mean, I think even if our boyfriend didn't take care of all the careexpensive stuff around here, we'd still be pretty carefree just from having each other.
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...
You have a glow that banishes any concerns, love.
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