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Jan 2020
Every time your fingers dance across my skin, my breathing stops in its tracks and my stomach erupts in happy fluttering butterflies.
That's how I know I'm in love.

~sdr
Written by
Sarah Delaney  25/F/Pennsylvania, USA
(25/F/Pennsylvania, USA)   
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