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In the Chronicles of time our love 
is written like a fine wine aged
with time.

A lineage of passion and adoration,
of cooing and wooing of love we
both hold near and dear.

It is the story of the dame and the sir.
A story of love and passion with no
cure that will forever endure.

Entries where snow thawed in the
moments of fire and desire.
Where eyes suspend in a trance
by agenda glance.

Where lips hunger for the soft yet subtle
brush of the ones lips they adore to wear.
Rising blush upon our cheeks reminds
us of the adrenal rush.

Our heart beats like a lone drummer pounding
to clone one another’s anticipation.
For your embraces, there is no compensation.

I want to hide between your shoulders
away from the view of the world.
Lost in the depths of your love and strong embrace.

Our love is written in the sage Chronicles 
of time of two lovers like fine wine,
aged by time.

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