As the flow of a wedding gown,
Your Liquid Love flows down my being.
comforting me on every side, sparking me up,
And caressing the uncertainty away.
it flourishes my skin & beautify the inner me.
And in your touches have found peace,
And your mighty chest is my sleeping tent.
where no doubts is found!
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