The three hundred and twenty-seventh thing I love about us is hovering over you on hands and knees, seeing your wondrous face framed by golden hair, and leaning down to kiss you, long and deep.
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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...
I hope it's also pretty good when I have my aqua hair on. Boy, I haven't put that wig on in a long time! Maybe we should test it out.
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