Your smooth kiss, and warm touches are like the smooth ice and warm fire just as.the pot can't get hot without fire, so can our love not be hot. my heart is frozen because of a dozen of heart break. i think of you every morning and dream about you at night your bright white eyes light up my world. The wound in my heart is bound to heal if you deal with the obstacles and let our love live
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