Aglia Nost


Why I Love You

For those long, rigid, golden fingers that seem to ever so elegantly seduce every little thing that they as much as approach, those long, endless wonders that ever so eloquently soak my mind in our excellence.

For that touch of godly empathy, heartfelt compassion, and hurtful, truthful honesty. For that touch that so madly I envy, dear. That touch that you vividly possess, dear.

For that innocent, enigmatic smile that everybody and every soul can cheer

For your proud, confident, graciou

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