I could hear you talk all day no matter the subject even if it’s really nothing. Your voice soothes my ears and echoes down to my heart as it plays to through the rhythm of my drum. I want to take off your glasses to look deep in your eyes and project the very being that you are onto me. Your flawless complexion, the richness of your texture, the lines your face makes as you smile leaves me wanting more. The beauty in your mind you hold and how perceive the world and your love for God feels everlasting. You’re an intellectual being that I want to learn more from and explore the universe through your starry eyes.

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