VIRB

Ok so, this may seem incomplete. It probably is, but I lost inspiration seeing as how these thoughts kicked me out of bed last night. I was really about to fall asleep and this just came pouring through and insisted on being typed out. so there. Oh, It's in reference to my ex-lover.

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Her hair was golden brown and flowed like a field of wind-blown grain. Although being with her was more warm and comforting than fresh baked bread, it was mostly because after tasting her I didn't get the feeling that when finished, all that comfort would be gone.

And her eyes were deep, rich, and brown like espresso and much better to wake up to. Her very aroma was intoxicating and filled any room she entered with a curious vibe of sophistication.