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Oct 11
He kissed my fingertips
and then the palm of
my hand.
He continued up
my arm
until he pulled me
closer and
kissed my lips.
He smiled at me
with his big blue eyes
and then turned back
to his computer
and continued drawing.
He’s so affectionate,
like a puppy;
cute and scruffy.
He tells me I’m pretty
just to see me smile,
and holds my hand
on the couch.
We’ve spent the week together,
talking, and drawing and coloring.
Making love and going out
for Chinese.
I wish every week could
be like this.
Chameleon
Written by
Chameleon  29/F/Ohio
(29/F/Ohio)   
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