Monday, October 24, 2011
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To feel the tips of your fingers gently running down the nape of my back
To hear the dulcet tones of your voice wispering sweet nothings in my ears.
To see the light in your eyes brightening up the inner depths of the darkness of my soul.
To run my fingers through the lusciousness of your hair that parts like the Res sea.
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