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Call it a magnetic force Or some sort of magic An immense willpower Destined by your writer You are powerless!

When tenderness touches you, You burst out into tears. Tears of Joy.

She smiled when he said the first word “hi”. Their eyes met. Flowers told that it’s spring. Birds sang in harmony.

Love was baked by two In an oven called intimacy. Two bakers prepared the bread Until it was timely ready.

🌌🖤 Soft-spoken words Enter my soul Revive my skin, My bones — consoled. Sweet is the day Flowing fountains First beams of dawn...

🥣 Oh Cry Baby, don't cry. The sun is out After playing hide and seek with the moon. I'm preparing our breakfast. Hold tight your baby...