I love more and more, but actually I don't know why. You are so sweet, so tender, so careful with my soul, and me a stupid angel, I'm afraid to tell you you're exactly what I'm wainting for.
Quote by Mariana Fulger
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Love reduced to sex is just coupling.
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I'm awake, but my soul is still sleeping in your heart.
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Send me a whisper, but one so dim that only my soul could hear.
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The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell,...