soft

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the vibrant grass tickles me and the cool breeze hugs me loosely

i turn and look at you while you stare at the mixture of colors that are painted in the sky

i watch your pretty eyes sparkle with happiness

i watch your lips shape into a soft smile

i watch you and i never get tired at looking at your beauty

i watch you and feel happiness spread through my body by just being in your presence

i watch you and think about all the smiles and giggles you give me

i watch you and think about how

my heart is full of love, love for you.

gosh you make me so soft <3.

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