Her white lace dress

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That sweet recklessness of ours,
our lust and passion.
They are the seal of truth about us.

 

And now, after a long time,
my dear, in the depths of the eternal truth,
whose fresh insights,
knows only my heart,
immerse, seeking, your tenderness.
Knows my soul!
This love nest
Just humming a poem,
which our silly, hearts once wrote.
Remembering your white lace dress,
and flowers in the hair
With undisguised joy, he sings.
This is the truest love.
Which our silly hearts once wrote,
Remembering your white lace dress
With undisguised joy, he sings.
You know, we didn’t manage to hide that night,
traces of greenery on my jacket.
It was betrayed by the blush of his face and the lipstick on his cheeks.
He was betrayed by the blush of our faces and the lipstick on his cheeks.
When we sat at a table on the restaurant terrace

That sweet recklessness of ours,
our lust and passion.
They are the seal of truth about us.

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