Words. Your words, they affect me. They roll around in my head for days, and months. Each time I bring them forward in my mind and relive them. Sometimes they affect a private smile and no one knows why. I sit in a bored, crowded room with silent people as we pass time waiting for something, some appointment, some service and I smile. The mundane event is now a repeat of the place and time you first spoke your words to me.
Some words tickle me on the inside and I blush. Other words caress my inner ear. Often I feel them rolling around my belly. Sometimes they even tingle. I love what you say. I love you.
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