Our tenderness, a deed, a creed
Understanding her presence
Respectfully yours..
Love has grown to
something special.
Only time will it
ring the story true..
Victory as it was needed..
Evermore as we dance
to a familiar flame...
Blackorwhite does it
really matter a race, a rose, the thorns
give it a new meaning...
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings, lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing.