Kiss your own fingertips and hug your own curves you are made of waves and honey and spicy peppers when it is necessary
You are a goddess, I hope you haven't forgotten.
You don't need another human being to make your life complete but let's be honest having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn't see them as disasters in your soul
The words you speak become the house you live in
And I'd choose you in a hundred lifetimes in a hundred worlds in any version of reality I'd find you and I'd choose you
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