I could probably go on and on about him. He is too lovely for me.
He is a few inches taller than me, so he always rests his chin on my head when we hug. His arms wrap loosely around my neck and mine go around his waist.
He is skinny and lanky. I'm not.
His skin is a lovely, light, mocha color. It goes against my white skin.
His hands are smooth but calloused in certain places. He is left handed. I'm right handed. They fit perfectly in mine.
He has soft, dark hair. He parts it to the left. He does not like when people touch it. But I like to run my fingers through it.
His lips are soft and slightly plump. He pulls them in and bites his bottom one when he is concentrating.
His nose is rounded and drops down slightly.
His eyes are a piercing mix of amber and onyx. They peer right into my soul.
He's perfectly made. Just for me.
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The Two of Us
Acak"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most space in your heart." -Pooh
