Whispering Hearts
I hear the racing of their heartbeats
I see the twinkle in their eyes.
With tender inspirations
they speak in silent sighs.
The beauty they posses inside
is wonderful to look upon.
Their fragrance is love and joy
and every day grows strong.
Its purity is as white as snow
they are one and the same.
For they live the deep feeling
of true love and first flame.
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