please never leave

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someone tell me
why her red hair is like a drug
and her hazel eyes are like home

someone tell me
why her freckles make constellations
and her smile is chaos

someone tell me
why her kiss feels like heaven
on my lips, along my collarbone

someone tell me
why her skin is warm
and her legs are round my waist

and it feels like magic.

she is perfect and dangerous and beautiful and magical and wild
and i don't understand it
but i can't get enough.

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