I'm connected to her heart but find myself lost in her eyes. Her love language speaks to my soul on deep levels. Whenever I whisper a sweet something in her ears, her innocent giggle send a tingling sensation down my spine. Sometimes I yearn to be in her presence, where her aura chokes out all negativity. I know that she's the one for me because every time she expresses kindness and compassion towards me, my heart simply melts. From time to time I catch myself drowning in the mist of her affection, only to find myself intoxicated by her love. Her words are so gentle that they scrub away previous heartaches that stained my perceptions of love. I could praise her from sunrise to sunset, but even that would remain a grave injustice. She's my nubian queen, the apple of my eye. The tranquilizer that dulls down all distractions and noise that attempt to strangle my focus. I suppose one could say that I'm smitten. I just think I'm growing in love with her each day.
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