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reynardoHe loves me, he looks after me, he puts up with me.
He buys me flowers. Not all the time so that geting them becomes commonplace. Not so rarely that I get suspicious when it happens. He buys me flowers often enough for me to feel very very special.
And sometimes, once in a long while, he lets me ask him very nicely, then he buys me very special things.
Like a beautiful brocade corset (Edwardian overbust)
in the most elegant gold and cream wedding-style brocade.
Or a dinner and overnight stay at a hotel
where I got thoroughly and utterly spoiled.
He makes me a hot cup of tea in the morning.
He gives me hugs and kisses and makes me feel very very wanted.
And he tells me how much he cares.
And he wants to marry me.
Can a girl be any luckier?
He buys me flowers. Not all the time so that geting them becomes commonplace. Not so rarely that I get suspicious when it happens. He buys me flowers often enough for me to feel very very special.
And sometimes, once in a long while, he lets me ask him very nicely, then he buys me very special things.
Like a beautiful brocade corset (Edwardian overbust)
in the most elegant gold and cream wedding-style brocade.
Or a dinner and overnight stay at a hotel
where I got thoroughly and utterly spoiled.
He makes me a hot cup of tea in the morning.
He gives me hugs and kisses and makes me feel very very wanted.
And he tells me how much he cares.
And he wants to marry me.
Can a girl be any luckier?
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Date: 2001-11-18 04:51 pm (UTC)'Ain't in grand
Date: 2001-11-21 03:17 pm (UTC)