A Simple Phrase: Romance

Your sweet breath arouses me,

When I kiss your lips I hear a thousand symphonies of the spring. It is like kissing a budding flower; soft and light, then when it blooms in full glory it is if a new day has begun over the Dewey morning dawn filling me for a passion of love and life.

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