Or maybe a picture of an unforgettable face that disgraces beauty for its inadequency.
Or maybe a scent of perfume that lingers and grows with time.
Or just something different after your touch.
Like a blank paper, I give myself to you, hoping you will grace me with your magic.
You are the only one who can leave me speechless, yet still inspire me to write words of love.
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