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I. Amor

A lithe body crafted from gold and grey wire.

A pair of eyes so green they begged to be compared to the freshest stems of damp flowers.

A pair of hands so slender that their power surprised you.

A smile so crooked, one that quirked at one corner and could only be called contagious.

A heart so hidden it had to be chased and uncovered.

A love so sharp it reflected valor and intelligence on the inside.

A feeling in your gut so sure. But one in theirs so fleeting.

A love like a pair of matches burning bright, intertwining as the red engulfed them. 

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