So much more than flesh and bone, perfected hair and dark skinned tone.
You are that woman.
Thick,heart shaped lips pursed with breath too sweet to hold, waiting to kiss mine.
Curves made for my hands to touch.
Body made for my arms to hold.
And words so sweet & tender that my knees get weak whenever you use them.
You are my meant to be.
PR
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