He looks and smiles. Me?
I feel spinach in my teeth
The grin spreads anyway
How does it work?
I've not had spinach between my teeth but I've had lipstick stain on my teeth and it was soooo embarrassing, lol!
This really evokes the reality of blossoming love, that safety, that pleasure that can't be denied. I feel they'll go far.
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I've not had spinach between my teeth but I've had lipstick stain on my teeth and it was soooo embarrassing, lol!
This really evokes the reality of blossoming love, that safety, that pleasure that can't be denied. I feel they'll go far.