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i see drops of water tracing the lines of your hair-- it's like you're crying but you're happy and i swear even a painter couldn't muster the awe to bear the sight of you under showering rain i see nightlights peeking behind your silhouette and the tones of your flustered blush try not to separate themselves from the warm comely palette of the shot of our figures in loving embrace i see a blanket folded into your solemn sleeping shape with curves smiling back; in a way, i wouldn't escape had you had me landlocked within your pretty landscapes... hug me tight so that i might see just how pretty you can be under the soft glow of a burning moment
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Sep 6, 2023
Sep 6, 2023 at 10:40 AM UTC
i see
i see drops of water tracing the lines of your hair-- it's like you're crying but you're happy and i swear even a painter couldn't muster the awe to bear the sight of you under showering rain i see nightlights peeking behind your silhouette and the tones of your flustered blush try not to separate themselves from the warm comely palette of the shot of our figures in loving embrace i see a blanket folded into your solemn sleeping shape with curves smiling back; in a way, i wouldn't escape had you had me landlocked within your pretty landscapes... hug me tight so that i might see just how pretty you can be under the soft glow of a burning moment
sorry i havent written u in a while
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Sep 6, 2023
Sep 6, 2023 at 10:40 AM UTC
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