I want to sing you songs.
I want to read you stories.
I want to write poetry in tracery across your skin.
I want to slow dance with you to the sounds of a thunderstorm.
I want to sing you songs.
I want to read you stories.
I want to write poetry in tracery across your skin.
I want to slow dance with you to the sounds of a thunderstorm.
This is beautiful.
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