In moments of silent, your breath softly whispers across my pores. Feeling its heat searing your song into my soul. Never a sweeping of hands across the face of time do I not know your breath is true.
Time is ours, the world belongs to you and I. Tomorrow is in the far distance, holding within its grasp all that is beautiful. You breath ever constant will carry us there.
I so love you, my Sweet.
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I so love you, my sweet. Thank you for how you are, and most of all, for loving me. I forever yours.
Ti amo,
Cher
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