The two hundred and fifty-third thing I love about us is the way you soften my habit of self-criticism. If I deserve you, how can I possibly be as flawed as I sometimes accuse myself of being?
That is such a good question! (Because I like questions with easy answers -- you can't!)
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...
That is such a good question! (Because I like questions with easy answers -- you can't!)
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