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Jul 2015
I love that look when she looks like she loves me and she loves the look that I look back to her, each look like a book full of words we don't speak, but we read every line on every page until the end and then we look like we'd like to look some more and so we do and she gives me that look that says, I love you, look at me I blush like a schoolboy on a first date with a first rate chick, lick my lips because my throat is dry and try to act all nonchalant,
she looks like looks could **** and if they do then dreams come true when she looks at me,
I look at her
we share a look
make love,
the book
writes itself.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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