Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up.
The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never kiss the girls.
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