love me.

When you tell me you love me… mean it.

If you love me, you love all of me… the good, the bad, and the ugly.

Because it’s a fact that we aren’t perfect people… but that’s the beauty.

Love is understanding. Love is communicating. Love is giving. Love is forgiveness.

I want you to love on my intellect the same way you love on my body…

Caress my thoughts. Cradle my heart.

Look beyond my seductive eyes, my luscious lips, and my winding hips.

When you tell me you love me… mean it.

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