Days of splendor the contender remembers affectionately
Soothing warmth spooning as night drifts into the morning
Tightly wrapped in sheets so sweet sense chills down my spine
Turquoise fading into blue so does pink to mahogany true
Beautiful.
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Days of splendor the contender remembers affectionately Soothing warmth spooning as night drifts into the morning Tightly wrapped in sheets so sweet sense chills down my spine Turquoise fading into blue so does pink to mahogany true Beautiful.