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You could **** a man with eyebrows like that. Lips so pink I would drink my fill if I could. The curve of your face more precious than the curvature of the earth. The hair that falls down your back could be woven to cloth just as you are woven throughout my dreams. Tonight, when I dream of you (as I know I will), I only hope you will look at least half as beautiful as you do right now.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:45 AM UTC
You Could **** a Man
You could **** a man with eyebrows like that. Lips so pink I would drink my fill if I could. The curve of your face more precious than the curvature of the earth. The hair that falls down your back could be woven to cloth just as you are woven throughout my dreams. Tonight, when I dream of you (as I know I will), I only hope you will look at least half as beautiful as you do right now.
robert-varblow
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:45 AM UTC
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