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«§ LOVE® §»
...is a word that sounds like the rose, birds make opening it's
petals in the shimmering glistening pools of sunlight.
...like gushes and giggles the baby makes snuggling in the
warmth and richness of it's mother's breast.
Love isn't a noisy word
...but soft like velvet tensile strength in wrap, woof and
weave.
...silk moiré touch of fingertips on skin.
...rain after a long, hot summer and life glides, dance and
ripples appengions of green rise to the sky bells ring and
insect sings and splendor is back in the grass.