QuererQueRaro

Unusual lover. Rare and imperfect. Brown eyes that sing fire when the sun has its way. On your goosebumps my fingers are a tuning fork. Every micromovement of the earth is here in your ribcage. Thump Thump. It whispers it whispers.

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