The Sapphic Theory

I really don't understand why I don't want a man. But I do have reasons for my attraction to females. I just love women. From the heat of their kiss. To the unintentional swaying of hips. In the French kiss, I get a strawberry flavor. Her sweet smelling perfume is something I savor. There's a natural gentle softness to her eyes. With a soul so clear, you can see through any disguise. Cold is your heart, I bet she could heat it. A core like the models of Victoria's Secret. She gives me a treat when I wake up at night. The very settling taste of sugar and spice.

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