Anniversary sitting on our front porch of our old Victorian home. i kiss your lips, my pink carnation . To give commitment a toast of dew at sunrise . Exploring new days of fulfilled dreams . With a touch of flame and blissful dance . With freedom to dream . A house with a backyard . Dogs and more dogs . Our hunger satisfied . With more sunsets for peaceful slumber . Hope for many new mornings . You my pink carnation , i love you and your soft lips . t
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