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Is This Dirty?
I want to:
Hear her soft, yet gruff voice, waking me in the morning.
Dance to her favourite songs in the kitchen.
Bake her cakes and cook her supper.
Travel to new places with her.
Go on walks, see movies, go out for supper with her.
Breathe in her scent of vanilla and fruit.
Be held by her while I cry.
Hold her while she cries.
Snuggle on the couch as she reads to me.
Study her face, committing every perfect flaw to memory.
Hold her hand as we walk down the street.
Love a girl who loves me.
How is that dirty?