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Jun 11
It felt like testing a drop of Paradise.
Whilst talking to her, my soul healed.
We understood each other to the point of despair.
Sat on a small table in the courtyard of my parents’ home.
So much gratitude could only end up with the sweetest kiss.
It felt only natural wanting to touch each other’s lips.
No other desire.
It was pure love.
The one which asks for life.
Suddenly I woke up.
It was the perfect dream.
Written by
Marco Langmann  59/M/London
(59/M/London)   
24
   naΗ§Γ­ and Danika
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