The breeze brushed my cheek. I remembered Your cheek brush against mine When you leaned back That afternoon!
when you are in love, everything counts........ from a gentle touch of soft hair to unsung melodies............................
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when you are in love, everything counts........ from a gentle touch of soft hair to unsung melodies............................