I lean in to the rich timbre of her voice she talks about her past and present her expressive face and knitted brow betraying wisdom and intelligence and eagerness that makes my heart race I like the shape of her, standing in the kitchen the curve and grace of her athletic form as she turns to see me watching smiling happily as I walk towards her I feel the closeness of her presence the heat and warmth of her beside me her playful smile and impish look draw a wide smile from my heart to the c...
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