I lean in to whisper words I spent countless nights contemplating. All the while I find myself lost in the scent of your perfume. Yet even my most sincere thoughts can never attest to the beauty in front of me. As I pull away from you, know I pause to gaze into your eyes hoping you'd understand. My reward is when those lips reveal a smile that warms my soul. Its knowing that I was able to plant the seed of my thoughts into the depths of your mind. So with the lightest touch of my hands, I confess my deepest desires. As if a touch was to caress you in my arms, as if a few words could move you...
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