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As Only Two Hearts


As Only Two Hearts

 

One fine boy, one fine girl, they'll hold and held

hands very softly indeed and moist as dangling

down as confirmed at the finest park of Boston

Massachusetts, he raised his heart to her so quick

and fast like a speeding bullet, and she thought as

same as it goes too, she put her young eyes at him

like glued, we found a sweetheart bench to

gathered in one lovable peace, they've kiss to the

public park like so, it seemed very romantic

day after all, he looked at her delighted lips as a

sunshine rose, he massage his girl's earlobes, and

she massage her boy's earlobes too, it seem to

attached to another, but no one is watching like it

is, its their moment to flesh of love or above

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

6-28-16  

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