SENSE AND SENSIBILITY
I don't even know you but I find myself in your arms and a kiss softly on my neck. It brings tears, not of sadness, but from the pit of by being. I have never laid eyes upon you, but I have seen a picture and a letter so sweet, it really would be nice to meet. The thoughts of you are so precious, they wash over me like waves of silk. I tell my heart good things come to those who wait. I have never heard the voice you have, but something inside my soul tells me that my ears awaits for the honey that drips from your lips, but again I don't even know you!
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