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Your mind is an archivist's wet dream, I'd like to spend an indefinite amount of time there and observe the inner workings like a astrologist, seeing your constellations of thought... it also doesn't hurt that your stubbled jawline seems to speak volumes, and I wonder if it's chiseled proportions would mind me using them as braille. I'd like to know the caverns of your mouth more intimately-- please whisper prose on my collarbones... and I don't believe in love at first sight, but maybe, love at first poem.
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
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Your mind is an archivist's wet dream, I'd like to spend an indefinite amount of time there and observe the inner workings like a astrologist, seeing your constellations of thought... it also doesn't hurt that your stubbled jawline seems to speak volumes, and I wonder if it's chiseled proportions would mind me using them as braille. I'd like to know the caverns of your mouth more intimately-- please whisper prose on my collarbones... and I don't believe in love at first sight, but maybe, love at first poem.
{to one of my followers, i was going to send this as a message but then I got scared and sometimes I'm really shy.. so this happened.} I get infatuated really easily, in case you didn't notice.
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
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