Glow.

Physical appearance means so little. To me at least.

I want passion. I want you to be overcome by your love for novels and film; for music and poetry; for human rights and protests thereof.

I want your soul to glow; to emanate from your body and envelop everyone around you.

I want you to start revolutions with me.

But, most of all, I want you to love me. Love me in such a way that even if we part, you leave your glow surrounding my heart.

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