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Lover's Lost Letter
The water rolls off my skin I think of you A feast for two Hello Love, How are you? Let me begin by saying, you may misunderstand me, you may not, but you most likely will. I remember when we first met. You'd waited hours for me to show. You in your jeans and platform shoes, jacket and headphones. Your beautiful hair framing an even more beautiful face. You wore a bracelet I carry even now... and gum, don't forget the gum. I knew the moment I saw you, that you were she. I could tell you expected me to be more. You'd never say, because "those things don't matter" and they really don't. Point is, I thought you were HOT! We found a room; your lips took my breath away. Softest I'd ever set my lips on, and full. Made my chest swell and my toes tingle. I was cautious; you were beautiful. Your bra came off; my mind exploded. Your nipples.......................(so I got stuck in memory land at this point, escaping with the gift of hardness) And thus WE began. You sweet, sweet thing! I hate to make you less than overwhelmingly joyful, but find that everything I do does just that. I know you loved me. And I love the way you loved me. I just didn't understand it as I should have, sooner; but that's human. It's the limitations that give effort any meaning. I love you fitfully. If there're people that would jump off a cliff without a chute to catch and save you, I would be counted among them. If there is someone who would block a bullet for you, I would know his mind like it is mine. But the little things matter just as much. I just... never really knew how to do those things, or understood them. I try... I'm getting better, I think...
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