This love in a kiss could drive away pain.

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This love in a kiss could drive away pain.
The depths of first love seemed a light in the dark, for this feeling was wild and restless.
It seemed to begin with a smokey haze of mutual love, a flawless, naked contentment enclosed them slowly, lazily, charmed by the romantic hearts in love.
You are enough for me. I want an eternal union of love.
Books undress you with love. Read slowly, you'll feel like yourself again.
I've learned to be deeply in love, suits me just fine.
The rawness of old love, of that spirit love, given surely, through the senses - ours is not a trivial mortal affection.
The heart is so much kinder when you fill yourself up with love.
The pure soul of an artist is a mind consumed and swayed by love.
Neglect is heartbreaking. I lose control in pain - at rock bottom. I need love to be real.