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People aren't perfect but just by being in my arms, my light brown eyes scanning your silhouette as if it's the last time or the first all over again, I've seen perfection in the most perfect being. Every ounce of imperfection making you shine like moonlight on the sea. Every touch chilling my blood and aching my skin with goosebumps of pleasure. That's a feeling I want for the rest of my days -intoxicatings
