Seeing You – Like the
spring of April, my heart throb blossoms
Touching You – Like strumming
an acoustic guitar, unfading melody
Smelling You – Like a
freshly cut rose, simply sensational
Hearing You – Like sweet
symphony, when you call my name
Tasting You – Like
nectarine, when I kiss your tender lips
You are the essence
and epitome of my senses - my wife, my life.
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