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Your perfume... Your fickle fragrance on my fingers this morning And the memories overwhelm me. My heart does not more alone and to agreement without end At your heart in a music that springs As this fresh and bountiful source In the very heart of a too arid and deadly desert Fatal to the traveller of love which is y lost Everything ever wandering aimlessly on his present... It was yesterday and our two hearts joined together In this mild thrill that creates love shared Unknown sea delicacies and delights, New and flowery perfumes flavours. We you have long contemplated in the distance As the horizon near and fleeing at a time A land filled with promise and joy For us finally dive without fear in your breast... It was yesterday; We wrapped up the night His black velvet lit mile star And our bodies tight hiding in her sails Is are mired in a sweet, and tender Kiss Intense and magical moment where everything is forgotten Where nothing as really important, world Where shared tenderness two hearts melt In one; our souls gathered...
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 18:25:11 +0000

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