It’s that time of year again
Roses, sweet chocolates, and besotted kisses
Keep them
Give me passion, your heart
I want years, not moments
No flowers or sugary sweetness
I’ll take your flaws, laughter, and love
It’s that time of year again
Roses, sweet chocolates, and besotted kisses
Keep them
Give me passion, your heart
I want years, not moments
No flowers or sugary sweetness
I’ll take your flaws, laughter, and love
The true essence of today, and not wrapped in cellophane and Hallmark saccharin. Great post!
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Thank you. I agree, real romance isn’t found in a single day or a Hallmark card.
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