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amamus, amatis, amant.

We all have different ways of loving. I love my dog, but I'm not expecting her to give me any hot tongue action. I love my friends, but I don't pick my friends' noses (except for... well, you know who you are).

And self-love has a different meaning than loving yourself, though there is some shading and room for wordplay there.

(Though they may look similar, never assume that you can use hand sanitizer in place of K-Y jelly.)

How do you love? Is there respect? Jealousy? Convenience? Handcuffs?

If you were a piece on a chessboard, what piece would you be? How about your love?

I'm serious about the hand sanitizer, BTW.

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missmollygrue
May. 24th, 2007 10:53 pm (UTC)
I am the black rook
My love is the white
Kitty-corner from each-other
We only move in straight lines

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