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Oh how the Hours of Silence
Bend and Blend with the
Liquescent Lullaby of
Tenderest Harmony
Pouring from the Font of
Your Perfect Lips,
Hushing me,
Rushing me,
Beguiling as the Tempestuous Sea,
And Oh How I could Listen
Spellbound,
For Hours of
Sweet Eternity!
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Because I love him, everyday, not just on Romantic Tuesday ❤
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photography by: Jimmy Aguirre
Lovely poem
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Enchanting💜
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