Today we went to the park. Took a walk holding hands. And then I couldn’t keep my hands away from you. Or my lips. After, we fed each other hummus and tortilla chips. You couldn’t stop kissing me on the cheek. We sat by the river and you read to me out loud. You pulled up my cotton dress. You know you shouldn’t, and that’s why you like it. Your hands still make me dizzy. And I guess those are just a few reasons why park days with you are my favorite.
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