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SMELL my favorite, old, yet loved book; the yellowed pages bent at the corner as bookmarks, and margins full of notes SEE a young adult with a goofy aura, a gentle smile, and an adventurous look that never leaves your eyes TASTE your kisses are addicting and sweet like honey TOUCH soft and tender yet aggressively intimate HEAR your voice calm and relaxing, your laughter is music to my ears and authentic FEEL (as this is different from touch) warm and cozy, it comforts me, safe and protected, on a rainy day indoors curled into your arms home is where the heart is and it beats for you
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 12:25 AM UTC
The Senses
SMELL my favorite, old, yet loved book; the yellowed pages bent at the corner as bookmarks, and margins full of notes SEE a young adult with a goofy aura, a gentle smile, and an adventurous look that never leaves your eyes TASTE your kisses are addicting and sweet like honey TOUCH soft and tender yet aggressively intimate HEAR your voice calm and relaxing, your laughter is music to my ears and authentic FEEL (as this is different from touch) warm and cozy, it comforts me, safe and protected, on a rainy day indoors curled into your arms home is where the heart is and it beats for you
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 12:25 AM UTC
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