September 24, 2011
The feel of the soft grass beneath your feet
The sky, open and free, above you
The soft, cool air of a late spring evening, bushing softly against your skin
A soft sigh of contentment
A lovers caress
Sweet nothings whispered in your ear
The freedom to love
The freedom to feel
The freedom...
To Live

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