He smells like
weed, cigarettes, and cologne,
but not just
weed, cigarettes, and cologne.
He smells like
admiration.
He smells like
attraction.
He smells like
comfort.
He smells like
acceptance.
He smells like
he's laying in bed with his shirt off.
He smells like
I'm laying with him.
He smells like
his arm is around me.
He smells like
he kisses me on my forehead when I doze off.
He smells like
his arms are wrapped around me when I wake up.
He smells like
weed, cigarettes, and cologne,
but not just
weed, cigarettes, and cologne.
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Author:
Mario (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 25th, 2018 16:30
- Category: Love
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