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Tania Crocker Jul 2015
Our bodies moving,
swaying to the music,
pressed against each other.

I let my head fall against your shoulder, rest it there.
I smell your clothes,
the perfume that resides in their fibre,
that lingers all along your shoulder blade.
I turn higher and smell your neck and you smell different here,
more sweat and skin, perhaps.
Delicious.

I sink my nose into your hair,
tickling it,
and I smell lavender,
the shampoo you use, and the night itself.
There’s nothing quite like your scent,
all your different smells, all wonderful.
Tania Crocker Jul 2015
I want to be wild,
beautiful,
and free
just like the sea.
Tania Crocker Jul 2015
Embrace the glorious mess that you are.
Tania Crocker Jul 2015
You are beautiful just the way you are,
uniquely created,
differently distinct,
an exquisite creature,
an amazing soul that has touch many.

Don't do implants,
Don't do botox,
Don't do plastic surgery,
Don't change who you are.

And if you were to ask me,
if you were beautiful,
I would tell you;
Every girl is beautiful,
Sometimes it just takes the right man to see it,
And you are beautiful more than words can speak.
Tania Crocker Jul 2015
Apologize when you've done something wrong but, dont you ever dare apologize for the way you eyes refuse to stop shining.
Tania Crocker Jul 2015
the sun loved the
moon so much
he died  every night
to let her breathe.
Tania Crocker Jul 2015
The fine art of love,
is loving somebody,
like loving your own self,
but, other than your own self,
And that's love.
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