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Eros sat perched upon his cloud staring down at me.
you walked along and he spotted the perfect match,
piercing my heart quickly, 
making sure he followed the fate's orders, 
he matched us. 
and the only air i wish to breath is your sweet scent,
the only substanence your soft lips against mine.
my protection against the weather, your warm embrace. 
the only thing i ever need see again is your pretty face.

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