One evening, Sarah took a long walk, Amidst trees, foliage, and Autumn Leaves, Lost in his thoughts, like a dream, like a riviera, Rhythm of long conversations, Hymns of love deeply fused, To each other’s hearts we have keys, Near or far, magic of love potions, Fill the spirit like a dulcet siesta. Without a […]
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