Book. so, sweetheart, let us kiss, and sing our sweet, long-feared kisses; for i think it will be the best, that you should kiss again.
It was like soul-kissing, the way the words flow and filled my mouth. All night i have dreamed that i am in a dream, when my heart has been so full of love, i can hardly remember it. but, alas! alas, the dreamer, whose love has brought me to this, turns out to be not quite right. he says that it is a bad dream, and it's just a dream, but dreams do have a spectacular way of coming to existence.
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