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I love your face.
I love your taste.
But what I love the most is feeling your heart beating through my ears. 

I love to imagine you                                             soaking up the sun at your house next to the sea coast.

I love our face-to-face talks.
I love to see you also when you have no words.

I love when you sing softly,
I love when you caress my face.          

I love everything about you —                             except the reality (fact)                                          that you have to go away.

You have me standing                                            at the front of the edge of the abyss,                    feeling unafraid. 

Two hearts burning in fire                                   Two bodies,                                                            solid as steel.