I have grown to memorize you. I know all your curves and all your scars. I know the way your lips dip, and the way your eyes command. I know how excited you could be when you talk about your day and how you recall each one with the movement of your hands. I know how you sigh when you're upset. And I know how your hands stretch out and yearn for affection when you're exhausted. I know how your kisses grow deeper after each succession, and how you can't hold back until you climax. I know how you like your coffee in the morning after messing with the bed. I know that you like rainy afternoons the most. And I know you have grown fascinated with myths, and magic, and puzzles that won't bring you to sleep. And I know that you'd want your weekends vacant for games. And I know that you like bedtime cuddles and kisses as much as you crave sex. I hope she does, too.
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Trinkets
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