sort girl flooded five senses. voice melody ears, taste gave birth ete — Hubert Martin

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She was the sort of girl who flooded my five senses. Her voice was melody to my ears, her taste gave birth to an eternal thirst, her scent sprouted goosebumps along the length of my body, her touch riveted with electricity that would've been static with any other… all these things considered, it was impossible for me not to stare. I began to see her everywhere, in everything.

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