The way the top of your nose wrinkles a little, and your nostrils flare when you're embarrassed
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The way your hair smells when I wake up next to you
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The way your skin smells on the back of your neck, tucked gracefully underneath your flowing red hair
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The freckles, so neatly dusted over your nose and cheeks
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The way your bronze skin glows in the light of the sun, Hoxton Square
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