romance is never about buying things.
cyrano_d_sensitive: It’s about doing.
cyrano_d_sensitive: Being.
cyrano_d_sensitive: It’s a gentle caress.
cyrano_d_sensitive: A held hand.
Jacque Dempster: I agree wholeheartedly. But, way too many men think that buying things like flowers or candy solves everything. Ugh.
cyrano_d_sensitive: A plucked wildflower.
cyrano_d_sensitive: an opened door.
cyrano_d_sensitive: a poem on a sticky note on a mirror.
cyrano_d_sensitive: A breath on the back of a neck as the full moon shines through the window, softly stirring her but not awakening from her deep slumber.
cyrano_d_sensitive: Just enough so she feels safe and protected and together.
Jacque Dempster: Whoa…..a poet
cyrano_d_sensitive: two decades of desire
cyrano_d_sensitive: fuel the fire
Jacque Dempster: I’ll bet it does.
cyrano_d_sensitive: long smothered
cyrano_d_sensitive: but at last uncovered
cyrano_d_sensitive: and, given fresh breath,
cyrano_d_sensitive: roars to life, from near death.
cyrano_d_sensitive: And to her invited
cyrano_d_sensitive: to fan the flame,
cyrano_d_sensitive: poetic romance, now requited,
cyrano_d_sensitive: will never be the same.

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