I dance with fragrant sage leaves entwined within my hair circling and turning around you true love is what we share your hands as light as feathers drift across and caress my skin both experiencing a growing warmth that is stirring from within two bodies clinging together the passion soars high above a final wave of ecstacy the beauty of true love.Birth sign: Not entered
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