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Lingual Love Language

In the lover's tongue's they call them romantic languages for their own sake Escucho tu susurro amor I hear your love whisper Her Spanish tongue trills, a lingual click on her ivory teeth reminiscent of glossy blanco castanets Her billowing blouse, a hint of hiding romance underneath. Colorful skirt flows, just - just like her sensuous legs below Sento il tuo soffio d'amore I hear your love murmur Dark-haired Italian woman arms raised to Tuscan air fingers together in emphasis tells of passionate effort to make herself known to her lover - il suo amante Je sens votre amour dans mon coeur I feel your love in my heart Young blond from Avignon says as she sits graciously at the small table off the Rue Carnot fingering her necklace and looking at, you. How could you not feel that love is in the air? Of course you do... it's soon to be spring, isn't it? love grows - amor crece - amore cresce - amour grandit © Goode Guy 2013-02-22

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