you can have it both ways

"charming or pretty" he stated matter of factly
-
"you have to be one or the other" he held her in his eyes for a moment longer than necessary as his look deepened
and his smile embraced her
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"otherwise" he paused and kissed her softly on the forehead
"otherwise you're just another one of the fish"
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and they laughed
suddenly and together
-
he
like he was on fire
smoke gently billowing and swirling around his head
as the laughter consumed his moment
-
and she
like a manic angel
mischievious
pinching him
alive and radiant
with eyes full of desire
hungry for love
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laughing
because they knew
-
she
has always been charming and pretty
and now
she would be his
and
the days would forever be theirs