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Nov 2012
He makes me smile
with the little things he does.
The thoughtful gestures
and compromises for me
In trying to make me happy.

I know he is the one
Cause my heart flutters
when he says he loves me.
I long for his embrace
His heated hands on my flesh
I want to be branded by him
And become one.
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
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