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#deciphering
There is some kind of soft magic in the way your hands glide across my skin, half knowing, and half discovering, deciphering, decoding all that I am. The way you go straight to the heart of the matter, yet in doing so, you're perpetually awed both by your new findings and by the remnants of stardust you left behind, last time.
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Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
Soft Magic