I woke this morning
as always
with S on my mind
the scent of her hair
the touch of her nails on my chest
the way she tastes
but mostly
the way she looks at me.
I am lost in those green, green eyes.
as always
with S on my mind
the scent of her hair
the touch of her nails on my chest
the way she tastes
but mostly
the way she looks at me.
I am lost in those green, green eyes.
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My wonderful viking pirate. I love you.
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