Magic
Magic It’s funny in the non-funny kind of way how one little word can be so many things and create both pleasure and pain. Personally, I prefer magic, one moment it’s there and the next it’s gone. “Kiss me quickly my legs are like jelly!” I tell you and before the word jelly is out, your lips are on mine and you taste just as good as I imagined you would. The kiss is perfect and though I might have convinced myself it was if it weren’t, it simply felt too right for a wordsmith like me to...
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