chores.

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allow me to sweep you off of your feet and this indentured servitude rewarded with what others cannot afford.

allow me to rinse and wash you like dishes after work has stuck to your body.

allow me to light you like candles and be engulfed in your scent full of fruits. pineapples... kiwi... lemon... ice...

allow me to vacuum negative from your neck next to your mouth that has been running for so long either denying or accepting.

allow me to check your engine, your oil, your motor, etc so that your ride is smooth, my drive is solid, and i restore you personally when you run empty.

allow me to check your metabolism, i'll eat you from heal to crown from cuticle to frolic but i need to make sure this potassium is in you, k?
... nah... k?

allow me to place two fingers.... on your wrist... on your neck... to check your pulse... allow me to kiss your forehead to see if you're turning a fever. i'll baby you until we have our own.

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