it was to see, smell, hear, our love is written like this, it wakes up as it touches all hearts,💖

Our hearts are asleep as long as we do not touch them, have mercy, my angel, in need of that lover.💖💖

In dreams, most of us make love secretly, without anyone knowing it, our heart is tasted, believe it, our heart is very innocent,💖💖💖

If we don’t have dreams, our hopes die, my dear, you can’t live without thinking, my dear.💖💖💖

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