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when you are looking down towards me, hesitating in the moment when you should be leaning in, i find myself smirking. i am eight inches smaller and yet, i will never tire of standing on my tiptoes to kiss you and whisper coward against your lips.
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
five foot ten (& you're still a coward)
when you are looking down towards me, hesitating in the moment when you should be leaning in, i find myself smirking. i am eight inches smaller and yet, i will never tire of standing on my tiptoes to kiss you and whisper coward against your lips.
#kiss#short#cute#prose
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
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