The simple touch from the palm of your ruff hand apon my face so gently weekening my knees forcing me into your arms we become one face as pale as snow as I look into your eyes and see your love so much love that is being given to me. I am weak and unable to fight but still the feeling of being safe rushes threw me. you are my precious lover.
Reason for writing:
i will never tell why i wrote this because if you cant figure it out then you dont need to know :)
Birth sign: Gemini
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