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Monday, May 23, 2005

Still, almost every thought begins with you taking me in your arms. I want to feel your skin next to my cheek, your arms around me, your strength, your warmth.

I want to gaze into your eyes, while you make my body tremble and my heart sing.

I want to spend the rest of my life being yours.

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