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Emily Crow
Guest Writer
At the sight of you my eyes light up.
Your sent intoxicates the air.
When you enter the room everyone smiles.
You are every girl’s fantasy and deepest desire.
Containing swirling pools of dark brown.
My lips long for your touch.
When I’m down you are the first I turn too.
I can always count on you to be there for me.
You are a gift and a blessing from love itself.
My dear Chocolate.
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