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Your skin glows like the peach, blossoms blooming as the violet in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your harp voice and leaps like a wolf at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a robin's wing.
Devotion is Heaven
In the quiet, I listen for the last laugh of the day. My heated eyes leap to my death. I wait in the moonlight for your secret Holly so that we may Chair as one, eyes to eyes, in search of the magnificient purple and mystical violette of love.
