The double-hundred-and-thirty-second thing I love about us is if I stub my toe, you're always there to kiss me and make it feel better.
I wouldn't kiss just anybody's toes, but I would definitely kiss yours.
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 wouldn't kiss just anybody's toes, but I would definitely kiss yours.
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