Your kisses are roses petals.

Your smile a Mona Lisa. In blood and tissue.

Your laughter a sweet strong storm to my ears.

Your embrace and closeness Maria giving birth to me.

Your lips sealing mine the deepest sea pressure on my heart.

Your laughter an ocean drowning me.

Your love making a magic carpet to the stars.

Sweet Gods…! I can’t think of anything else but perfection.

Before I’m declared a flatterer. No. I swear all I say is true,

Jail me in her company and I’ll be happy of spending the rest of my life

with her. Lock me up your honor.

EO

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