

Sense of Her She smells like soft. Its gentle and warm. A pale pink of rose petals. A flicker of fish under the water. A whisper of sunlight on a cold day.Sense of Her by ~justice-is-blind
She looks like music. Graceful and bold. Like gold notes lifting through the air, getting tangled in her hair. A gentle purr in a calamity of roars.
She sounds like light. Bright and pale. Gentle starlight. Burning sunlight. A beautiful rainbow of colour through stained glass.
She feels like strawberries. Sweet and tangy. Bold red electricity. Smiling swirl of taste. A tasty cake of sensation.
She tastes like flowers. Soft and beautiful. Too delicate to bite. Too pretty to leave alone
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Life sucks before it gets better.
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"I don't care to belong to a club that accepts people like me as members."
--Groucho Marx
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I believe in Jesus Christ, my savior. If you do to, and aren't afraid to admit it, copy and paste this into your siggy.
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"I don't care to belong to a club that accepts people like me as members."
--Groucho Marx
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I believe in Jesus Christ, my savior. If you do to, and aren't afraid to admit it, copy and paste this into your siggy.