oh, how when you kiss me it feels like the soft push of the keys on a piano. a gentle reminder of my favourite piece, a familiar touch to the heart. you make me flicker and flutter like a warm flame of a candlelight on a late october evening. a rosy blush appears on me, in a crisp apple tone. and I, my love – will forever want to feel your lips against mine.  


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