As softly as a rose he traced her, she opened for him like the petals opening to the sun.
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Enchanted to meet you.
Oplus_131072 How beautiful are those words, to meet someone who believes it’s enchanting to meet me.
My romantic fairytale heart would love to be thought of like that, and to meet someone who I feel like that with.🍀✨🧹
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A Man’s Hands.
Oplus_0 Hands, I love a Man’s hands, They can be artistic with longer finger’s, stained with paint. They can be covered in grease from working with scar’s. They can be softer from writing and typing in the office all day. They can be large with thicker fingers, ruff from laying bricks or lifting weights. I don’t care how they look or feel, except, that they look and feel like the one’s that belong to the Man who has given them to Me for safekeeping.
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Something Real.
A connection, a text, just words.
But suddenly the right wordsA call, just a voice, but this one flows into you like a gentle breeze, it climbs into every corner of your mind, traces the essence that is you, and makes the day so much better than you remember.
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A face, just a face, but those eyes and smile hit you like a whirlwind that slams into you, turning your thoughts, body and essence into something that’s alive and aching, yet soft and dreamy.
Oplus_0 A feeling, butterflies and ladybugs fill the empty rooms that you remember closing the door to, and you realise that the crack he caused could be magical, but until he gets to see you as a whole person, maybe that crack could begin to break one of your walls, but if not then at least he began the process.
Smiles and curls up into bed, with soft gentle eyes and strong arms, for now he can be with me for tonight, no expectations nothing too heavy, just warming, slowly melting and that’s okay.
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