Millions of pleasures,
At every little threshold,
As tiny as the universe,
As big as a drop of nectar,
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the tender words that soothes our hearts, the soft touch that heals our wounds, the loving heart that does not see the mistakes, the millions of pleasure yet to be found out... A nice poem.
the tender words that soothes our hearts the loving heart that does not see the mistakes very nice