Love

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This fairy dust,
Full in the air,
Shimmering and shining.
Smiling.
The sweet sound of flowers talking,
Gossiping about the day.
Giggling.
The soft touch of the leaves,
Smiling to me.
Caring.
The magic all around me.
Making me dream.
Sparkling.
Your eyes locked with mine,
Your lips close to mine.
So close.
With the soft music that the cold running river is creating in the background.
And the cold breeze that is pushing us closer,
Closer.
More.
Closer.
Let's meet.
Let's feel.
Let's fall in love.

jsuis assez merdique en anglais, encore plus en poèmes donc hah

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