He stood before me a beacon casting light that kept me burning. How we wished to be in perfect harmony in body and spirit, transcending all bounds. As he gazed on my face, I saw waves of emotion rise and crash in his deep almond eyes, and I became a river hurtling down to join the mighty current. When he whispered to me, honeyed words of passion in the enormity of silence, I blossomed into a red tulip of love. As he played on the strings of my heart's violin, I got tuned into an alluring symphony. When he held my palms, I evolved into a beautiful painting on a blank canvas. When he cupped my face to stamp on my lips the seal of love, I became a flitting butterfly. When he lifted me up in his arms, all the stars came down to see the spark in my eyes wondering if it outdid their combined luster I continued looking deep into his eyes and he into mine, our souls mingling and melding in a sensuous indulgence!
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