TRUE LOVE is.... like a bouquet of the sweetest smelling flowers from every corner of the universe. Love is so serenading. Beautifully devouring all the bad inside. Flexing every nerve and emotion in the heart. An unavoidable glance spoken secret. It is the inscrutable ode to weakend knees and blandiloquent truths stuttered into existance. It is God's purest and lovliest charm spilt across his creation. It is awakening at the very thought to everyone it whom so touches. The very sight is fearblinding. Souls binding. Love is the closest to living in a dream. Love is seeing heaven in their eyes.
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