We kiss under the
oak tree
A long, slow
one
with tongue
Then a peck on the
cheek
Then a
sweet
forehead kiss
I come home to you
the first thing I do
is embrace you
in a hug
Your head in the
nape of my
neck
I squeeze you
tighter
We are bonded by our
touch
We are connected
through
deep talks
We walk through the
rose garden
Hand in hand
We see the turkey
the man of the
house
You walk me home
Open the door for me
I feel your breath
on my face
We sleep together
in our small bed
We wake up to one another
Forever you are mine
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