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May 21
I have a man who
has never raised his voice
or insulted me once.
We don’t argue,
we disagree
and we always
both apologize.
He called me a goddess
once when I sent him
a naked photo,
and I didn’t feel
**** before.
He is gentle with
animals and kids
and me.
Our date nights
consist of lots of ****,
the Chinese buffet
and ***.
I am an early bird
and he is a night owl.
I am the storm, and
he is the rainbow
afterward.

I don’t know what
I’m doing
and neither does he
but I sure hope he wants
to keep doing it
with me.
Chameleon
Written by
Chameleon  30/F/Ohio
(30/F/Ohio)   
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   Mihika Row
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