the bridge accross forever
We touched souls underneath the stars and the trees, in a bed we'd made out of drift wood. Our hands told stories, our words danced around the truth. I fumbled with myself, doing my best to express the love I was feeling. Intimacy is combo of infinites. This isn't the only life in which we've loved each other. Ready for the rest of my life
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how are you and justin?
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