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Oct 2016
I love it when I come home and I am wrapped into your arms.

I love it when candle light by a bathtub makes the water look like molten gold

I love it when I'm cooking and you slide into the kitchen in your socks blasting BeyoncΓ© out of a speaker and sweeping me up, we laugh and dance for hours

I love it when I'm walking to the train in the morning and I can see the sun rise and hear the birds waking up

I love it when I walk into the class we share and you grin at me

I love it when a fancy lady walks across a wooden floor in heels making a clack click clack sound
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Written by
Alta Justice
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   Doug Potter
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