Your eyes remind me of the fireworks and the bright lights that illuminates New York City during the New Years. Your touch resemble the hypnic **** that occurs to me just as I’m about to sleep, making me jump. Your voice makes my blood rush to my head, making my face the color of the gore my nose sometimes bleed. Seeing you smile is like looking at that fiery star in the sky, what we often call the Sun. And every night, I fall into my bed; just like how I always fall for you every end of a day.

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