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Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.
I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets read more
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.
The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.
The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.
To make pleasures pleasant shorten them.
To make pleasures pleasant shorten them.
There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.
There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more read more
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.