“You’re so beautiful”, I think to myself, as I gaze adoringly at her. Thick, wavy, black locks fall to her shoulders, framing her perfectly shaped oval face. Her eyes bore into mine, glossed over with a sheen of tears, waiting to fall. I could see my outline reflected in her ocean blue irises. Her pupils swelled, and the light danced in her eyes. My eyes continued to wander down her face. A gorgeous splattering of freckles kissed her dainty button nose, and her full, plump lips, lightly covered with a deep pink lipstick were begging to be brushed against mine.
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