Such as love i cannot analyse. It does not rest in lips or eyes. Neither in kisses nor caress. Partly, i know, it’s gentleness. And I am understanding in one word or in brief letter. It;s preserved by trust, by resfect and awe. There are the words, I am feeling for two people, yeslasting friends. The giving comes, the taking ends for this all nature slows and sings.
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