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a letter of prose

my sweet boy, i love who i am when im reflected in your eyes when you look at me with adoration and affections that cost the sun and stars. i love the way that the sun hints gold in your shades of grey and blue. i love they way your hands protect me when i feel full of fear and uncertainty. i love the way your kisses taste like honey and rain. i love the way the hints of gold in your eyes reflect the sun showing the universe that you keep captive inside your soul. i love when you write little words of “i love you” on my skin with your fingertips, tracing all of the places i want you to be.
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annamfreshour
19 / F
For You?
Written by
annamfreshour
19 / F
Published
Jun 6, 2021
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