His, him, he

Describe dream home.
And she spent days and days thinking about it.
And only one image appears.
The smell of his hair.
And she started to wonder.
About his dimples.
His cheeks.
His squicking laugh.
His head on her chest.
His hand covering her face.
Him smelling her hair.
Him touching her legs.
Him covering her at night.
Describe dream home.
But she couldn't.
As it was him.
And he was ineffable.


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