I think I fall in love with all the men I meet. Perhaps just fifty percent of them, I am still picky, even with strangers. I will look into your eyes and see if there’s a spark of a soul to admire. I will watch your smile and fall in love with your perfect teeth or your crooked teeth, as long as that smile has me locked. I will fall in love with your personality if you can make me laugh, make me question, or make me think more about the world (especially the beauty in it). I will fall in love if your hands are soft upon mine or even more so if they are rough. I will fall in love when you are nice to the waiter and I’ll fall even harder when you’re nice to the homeless. I’ll fall in love with every perfection and every flaw. I’ll fall in love with it all.

 

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