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Dec 2015
The suns goin down... and it's beginning to get late...
I take her hand now... stare at her eyes and tell her she looks great..
I get lost in her gaze... fighting to find my way out of this glorious maze..
Her hand brushes my cheek.. and I can smell her hair... so tender and sweet...
I take her hand in mine and get on one knee...
I reach for the box and a tear begins to creep...
I show her the ring and she falls to meet me...
I kiss her lips with mine...
and in that moment we can stop time...
She's everything perfect.
Not just physically but mentally, emotionally, healthy and we just connect.
I can't quite explain it... it's just something you need to experience...
Love..
Derek Leavitt
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Derek Leavitt  26/M/Florida
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