Though The Ozarks are often foggy and mysterious, I can see clearly, because I let my heart provide my vision.

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My favorite part on your body is your heart. There’s nothing sexier than feeling it beat fast with desire for me.

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Your mouth can say the words I love you, but it’s your lips in your kiss that confirms the truth of your heart.

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The ink that writes our Love Story is the blood that flows through our hearts, like flowers liquified and pulsing upward toward the light.

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The poetry, does it flow from my heart or hers, since it is her love that fuels me?

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Our love is timeless, like a broken watch. Sorry I’m late.

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Paris may be The City of Love, but The Ozarks are The Place of Romance. And you know this because that’s where I live.

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The love we had isn’t gone. It’s just hiding, out of fear of being rejected.

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The best thing about what the heart pumps out is that for the price of gratitude, you’re able to serve FREE refills on love.

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The best thing about love is there are FREE refills—so long as your cup has a hole in the bottom and you’re not trying to keep it all for yourself.

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Though The Ozarks are often foggy and mysterious, I can see clearly, because I let my heart provide my vision.

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Your mouth can say the words I love you, but it’s your lips in your kiss that confirms the truth of your heart.

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The ink that writes our Love Story is the blood that flows through our hearts, like flowers liquified and pulsing upward toward the light.

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The poetry, does it flow from my heart or hers, since it is her love that fuels me?

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Our love is timeless, like a broken watch. Sorry I’m late.

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Paris may be The City of Love, but The Ozarks are The Place of Romance. And you know this because that’s where I live.

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The love we had isn’t gone. It’s just hiding, out of fear of being rejected.

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The best thing about what the heart pumps out is that for the price of gratitude, you’re able to serve FREE refills on love.

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The best thing about love is there are FREE refills—so long as your cup has a hole in the bottom and you’re not trying to keep it all for yourself.

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