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Love Me

I cover myself in rosewater,flower myself with petals My hair goes down my shoulders while giving an aroma of lavender Do you think I’m pretty? I curl my lashes, wash my hair, I can’t wait to see you Do you think I’m pretty? I look in the mirror one last time, tell myself to not look again You see me and tell me I look exquisite My cheeks flush, I begin to bite my lips until they become the tone of summer raspberries You look at me,your jaw starts to tense, your mouth begins to water Just let me have a taste he says I tell him not yet We walk to his apartment We drink cherry wine I think about what flavor you are while you talk about how your passions drive you crazy at night I feel my lip, I’m biting it again, I want to wait You start to undress me and the rose petals start to fall I’m opening up to you You grabbed my face suddenly yet so gently We start to kiss and you leave me breathless in between You stop and look at me like we are the only ones in the universe The rest is just white noise We explore each other’s body like maps of places we have yet to meet I want a love like this A love so powerful it consumes every inch of my soul I want a fresh pair of eyes to see me The real me The fragile, hopeless romantic who pretends to be nothing of what she can actually be Please find me

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Date: 4/1/2019 6:13:00 AM
Love is always perfect in our little fantasies but for love to be true it must find us in our reality, Enjoyed the read, Mystery Girl. John
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