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Breathe life to love She is the very breath of life to love the pulse that carries inhalations gift little whiffs, big delights are composed of the cause of rising blood on witch hearts lift Her glances the essential look thats love desires are filling the eye with joy a vision fits the socket like a glove an iris blossoms with the lens employed Sweet perfume can paint a portrait sublime brush a stroke, then lash a lash, canvas lid painted on closed eye, passion is combined breath the light and see the breathe, nothing hid let bare sensations blow against the skin shes the sensation where it all begins |
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