Because I am the gardener of your dreams, I would like to plant my dreams in your soul and then pick up a spring of kisses.I would like to have a plant of mouths and that they were all yours and give you in your mouths, the kiss of all kisses. the embrace of my soul, the final longing, from my mouth.
I would like to have a paradise, a garden and feel your breath, look into your eyes and say I love you, in your mouth.
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