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Her hair smelled of the sweetest fruit...

Her hair smelled of the sweetest fruit and fell on snow white skin

Her lips he wanted to devour, they were so soft and thin

He gazed into her eyes so blue; like deep caves of sapphire

And saw her soul so pure and true, dancing deep inside her

She gave a coy smile, his heart skipped, a beat never returned

She felt his joy envelop her, and of his love she learned.

She threw her arms around his head and laughed a seraph's song

She gazed intensely through his soul and then their loves were one.

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Mar 11, 2013
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