Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my coração skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous chocolate cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, travesseiro lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of you angel face.
I wonder what you dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
You do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if you can feel my gentle touches? If you can, do you like it? I...
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