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Whispers of love speaking softly in the night
gently removing all fear from a battered heart. Whispering of tangibles places that are yet to be explored. Places that have been yearning to be touched and made alive by real love. Whispering words heard for the first time, but words that feel natural to the female inside. He speaks words of eternal love, eternal bliss. My souls on fire for him as the night summer wind blows, echoing his words, love, and touch. His manly composition is strong, intoxicating, and decent. He says "I love you, I want you, and I adore you." Whispers of love speaking softly in the night, gently removing all fear from a battered heart. Removing all the negative perceptions about life, removing all of the doubt about what is right, and removing all the feelings of incompatibility. Whispering words that are soft, gentle, and simple.
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