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You Fill My Senses
If I could only look upon one place, I would look upon your face. In your eyes, I see the depth of the ocean, the twinkle of the stars. A world of love, gentleness and strength. In your smile; the sun. If I, to hear, had only one choice, I would choose your voice. In your voice, I hear every song ever played, every poem ever penned, birds in the spring laughter, joy and peace. If I, to only feel one thing; if it were such, I would feel your touch. In your touch, I feel a light summer breeze, a much needed rain, the softness of clouds, warmth of a glowing fire, euphoria. If I could only taste one thing, it would be this. I would taste your kiss. In your kiss, I taste the sweetness of the finest wines, strawberries and wild honey, a giving heart, pleasant dreams and heaven. If I could smell only one thing, then, I would smell your skin. On your skin, I smell the freshness of mountain air, the salt of the open sea, the wind dancing across the plains, freedom to love.
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