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Is flirting dirty? If you’ve muddied the person you say you love, yes.
His words danced in my head as I twirled around and flirted with a smile.
Love? What love is there? I mean really, please tell me of this one true love.
Like the dolphins in the sea, my love manages currents with great ease
Flowers are in full bloom and trees grow green again, like love in marriage
When we were courting we would talk all night, as well as into the day.
Singing softly in your ear, the language of the flowers, for your soul.