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Wind

Love is like the wind.
You can’t see it, but you can feel it.
Sometimes it’s refreshing,
Other times it can knock you on your ass.
Or fuck up your hairdo.
And other times, there’s no better feeling than to feel the wind in your face, hair,
Underneath your sweaty armpits
Or in-between your naked legs.

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Last Time I Checked.

I probably still adore you with your hands around my neck, or I did last time I checked. 

I probably still feel the sensation of flutters in my stomach when you speak my name, or I did last time I checked.

I probably still thrust my hips forward when I feel your touch in my pelvis, or I did last time I checked.

I probably still laugh hysterically when you dance for me in the car, or I did last time I checked.

I probably still am as madly, deeply in love with you as I was last time I saw you, or I did last time I checked.

Distance doesn’t change shit between us.

You’re still my one and only, last time I checked.

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