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fills me with the nectar
of sweet and patient love
until my heart is overflowing
a refreshing river of romantic fragrance
and my eyes they start to water
as the perfume of your affections begin to sting
like the much anticipated needle of
suicide's vaccine
the band aids remind me
of your love
covering the trace of your
penetrating kisses
you are as much a part of me as condensation
is a part of mist
depthfully interconnected
beyond all division of known judgment
my lips begin to moisten
with an obvious desire to wrap myself within
you
becoming the pit to your peach and the treasure within your reach
as you embrace me in your arms
i'm baptized in your beauty
as the overflow of our hearts
upsets the resting butterflies
they begin to take flight
as your hand joins forces with my own
soaring into the depths of your eyes
the music of your soul comes forth
in sympathetic symphony
caressing my heart in your tender hands
we glide like the seeds of dandelions among the
winds of change
the winds of our
romantic fragramce
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