I don't want to count the stars with you, darling.
But I want to paint a whole new galaxy with you. Let us design every single star and form constellations together.
How many universes do you think we could build?
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Sweetened Coffee
PoetryYou are every grain of sugar sweetening my bitter coffee. A collection of romantic prosaic poetry. Written by Nathalie Regacho #41 in Poetry
