As I look into your twinkling eyes
My entire spirit rises
I always wonder if I am meant for you
I pray to God for a cue
As you tousle your flowing hair
My body's aura feels light like fresh air
I feel as if I'm receiving a hint
That you are my wood and I am your flint
As I approach to caress your glowing face
I sense as though your skin is made of exquisite lace
I begin to receive a chill throughout my sensitized
skin
A sensation that tells me, my life will never dim
And for the final touch, our lips enjoin one another
Embracing each other...together...forever...
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