02.06.2009
03.02.2009
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I love my wife.
She is beautiful. Her eyes are deep and soft. Her cheeks have a natural blush to them, and what might have been freckles.
She has style and taste. Yet she puts up with the way I dress. That's also [i]tolerance[/i] as well.
She's smart. Her memory has started to slide, but she still thinks circles around anybody else I know. Actually, she doesn't bother with the circles. Waste of time.
She's feminine. She doesn't believe it, but she's soft and maternal.
Her laughter makes my soul lighter.
She's warm and wonderful.
I Love My Wife.
She is beautiful. Her eyes are deep and soft. Her cheeks have a natural blush to them, and what might have been freckles.
She has style and taste. Yet she puts up with the way I dress. That's also [i]tolerance[/i] as well.
She's smart. Her memory has started to slide, but she still thinks circles around anybody else I know. Actually, she doesn't bother with the circles. Waste of time.
She's feminine. She doesn't believe it, but she's soft and maternal.
Her laughter makes my soul lighter.
She's warm and wonderful.
I Love My Wife.
16.01.2009
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