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In the Garden of Her Eternal Love

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Slowly sliding her velvet lips apart, to enjoy the sweetness of her delicate treasure

And tender is the night, inside of her beautiful eyes; timeless, hearts entwined....

Soft these fingertips, unfolding the beauty of a flowers fragrant petals; moistened

Dew drops dripping from the vine; amid a garden of pink roses; her love sublime

Lingering, within dreams whispering into my soul; visions beyound the blue skies

Betwixt the breath of life; transcending these tangible tides; to her twinkling light....

Immersed in the soil rich; tilled by the hands of her love; and tender is the night

Inside of her beautiful eyes; her velvet lips; soft these fingertips; hearts entwined

Pink roses in dew drops, dripping from the vines; fragrant petals whispering dreams

Timeless transcending visions beyound the tangible skies; this breath left lingering....

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....Amid the garden of, her eternal love *

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