Beautiful bombshell.
Boastfully belittling.
Bahadur.
-- Kind-of-known
Looking into her eyes gives you that feeling you get when your food comes at a restaurant. Her smile radiates across the room. She's floating. She has the body of a goddess. I am in love. I've known her for a while. We rarely talk, but she knows who I am. She is quick-witted. She has a way with words. Her lips are plump and all you want to do is stare. I am overcome by the sexiness. She is the benefit of my honors literature. She is Chantal.
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Alphabet
RomanceAfter sex, after coffee, after everything there is to be said -- The hovering and beautiful alphabet as we make form our first words after making love. And somehow I'm still alive. -- Unknown
