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Dès Vu

by Frostley

The way she snorts when she laughs makes me fortunate enough even to embrace her. To take in all of her nature as nothing but pure beauty and positivity is a blessing for me. Even if she does twitch in her sleep I pull her a little bit closer at night knowing I have her protected from those destructive dreams. People underestimate her strength, but I see her for how strong she truly is in her situation. And don't even get me started on her sexist quality. I've never gravitated towards someone as intelligent as her. I know she'll be willing to hold thought provoking and extensive conversations which I live for. Being in her presence is intoxicating keeping me worm every minute. Even when the intoxication wears off the inertia kicks in. I'm greedy to have her in my arms but you can't rush something as breathe taking as her. Dès vu.
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May 1, 2017
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