thirty-sixth

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you are my cold morning,
filling me with goosebumps and pleasure.

you are my thunderstorm,
I lay in bed just enjoying your presence.

you are my cozy sweater,
engulfing me with warmth.

you are my star,
my light in the dark.

you are my thoughts,
I wrote these for you.

you are my hurricane.
together,
we will destroy this world with words,
and make something beautiful.

I love you.

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