September 2, 2015
5:54 pm
Love Note
Dearest Love
The taste of lemon drop and summer's breeze reminds me of our first kiss. I now lick this memory from my lips as thoughts of you dance across my mind.
The sweet photo of you stain my pallet with delicious moments to come.
I love you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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