I cannot say I love you. It’s not that way at all! It’s more like floating with the clouds in a squall. It’s a beating heart that whispers to the spirit thats sublime - seek the magic of the moment, stroke the core of life in passing, hold me now or lose forever all the recklessness of passion for all time.
Reason for writing:
Someone who was once very special. A man from Zimbabwe.
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