What is your favorite word and why? (250 words)
Fetching, how do you manage to do this to me? How do you manage to work such beautiful magic? You drive me mad with your two syllables, each so perfect and each so very... fetching. Your charm is simply irresistible, your beauty unfathomable as you roll off of my lips. I love the way my teeth scrape my bottom lip ever so slightly with that initial sound. I love the way I always end with a smile as the final sound escapes from my mouth. I love the way you sound, I love the way you move on my lips. You have beautiful body language.
I'm going to fetch you one day and steal you away to a romantic getaway, just the two of us in a cottage by the beach. We'll lie in the sun, as children are splashing and dogs are fetching and you, you too are fetching. But you're not fetching sticks; you're just plain Fetching and I think you're fascinating. You sound better than almost anything, better than the waves hitting the shore or the crickets chirping their song in the most silent of moments. Tell me, Fetching, how do you do this? I want to know because I want to be fetching too, although I will never be as fetching as you are.
Can you feel the sun on your back? Can words feel that? Can you?
Tell me, Fetching. I want to know.
Fetching, how do you manage to do this to me? How do you manage to work such beautiful magic? You drive me mad with your two syllables, each so perfect and each so very... fetching. Your charm is simply irresistible, your beauty unfathomable as you roll off of my lips. I love the way my teeth scrape my bottom lip ever so slightly with that initial sound. I love the way I always end with a smile as the final sound escapes from my mouth. I love the way you sound, I love the way you move on my lips. You have beautiful body language.
I'm going to fetch you one day and steal you away to a romantic getaway, just the two of us in a cottage by the beach. We'll lie in the sun, as children are splashing and dogs are fetching and you, you too are fetching. But you're not fetching sticks; you're just plain Fetching and I think you're fascinating. You sound better than almost anything, better than the waves hitting the shore or the crickets chirping their song in the most silent of moments. Tell me, Fetching, how do you do this? I want to know because I want to be fetching too, although I will never be as fetching as you are.
Can you feel the sun on your back? Can words feel that? Can you?
Tell me, Fetching. I want to know.