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Men who don’t know how To feel love say women don’t Know how to love them
my love for you will Always have exclamations! – never expect less
I asked and knew the answer was Complicated. How is our love life?
Disclosure tastes like Roasted white cauliflower On a summer night
My kind of love says I hear you and finds a way It doesn’t say no
We say Honey! but There’s no domestic issue This is love at home.
It was lovely to Fall asleep on your shoulder In the theater.