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Sep 2019
Blue eyes that remind you of the Atlantic Ocean,
I get lost in them over and over,
Drowning in its gaze.

Short blond hair that I watch flow in the air,
Sunlight beaming through its curls,
A beautiful scent I smell when I kiss your head.

Pure soul that makes you believe heaven is real,
Creates a new addiction you can’t break,
Wrapped in her grace.

Lips you can’t pry away from,
Hips that I’m glued to,
A pinky I can’t let go of.
Written by
Hunter  19/M
(19/M)   
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