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Love
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Down to my bones
I'm feeling it
From early mornings rise
Evenings fall into slumberness
I'm taking you with me
My heart speaks the language of love
Down to my bones
I'm feeling it
From early mornings rise
Evenings fall into slumberness
I'm taking you with me
My heart speaks the language of love
Published 6th Sep 2019
Author's Note
When love grips you in not letting go capture
Can only be a beautiful thing
Can only be a beautiful thing
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17th Sep 2019 3:17am
You have such a tender knack to say so much in such little time, mmmm... I could only imagine how your quickies feel … sweetly purring.. wink
17th Sep 2019 5:58am
20th Sep 2019 2:37am
