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A Kiss From My Beloved


A kiss from my beloved is drinking wine from a golden chalice, only better. Her moist lips are more precious than the gold hammered from a single block into the cup caressing the wine. Her aroma shame the shimmering bouquet of the aged wine

A kiss from my beloved warms my heart for longer and deeper than the alcohol concealed in the red liquid for the kiss touches the soul where this wine is lost, after a brief dance on the tongue, in the acid bath of the stomach.

A kiss from my beloved captures eternity in a moment, bounds infinity in a palm of my hand, blurs the line between heaven and earth, finds Nirvana in the touch of our lips.

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