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Draft- Shells

His smile is like an Evening on the beach. The waves rising to Meet our feet, Tickling our toes. The breeze flowing, Sighing as it passes us. The last birds are Returning to their Home and families. The butterflies in my Stomach are rumbling With excitement; His smile makes my evening.

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hopeful-abecedarian

21 / Genderqueer / Clarksville, TN

Published: May 9, 2019
LinesWords: 1451

Notes: Kind of trash, kind of cute. It's not about me, but this description I gave makes it sound like it is lol
Tags: #love #beach #analogy #simile

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