My Love I see in your eyes the mirror of an angel who warms my heart and touches my skin with such tenderness as may be found in that glade upon that distant island where first we met in Summer's balmy days - you raised your lovely face - I kissed your lips - all became perfection and have been so for every second, every minute and every day until this heartbeat when I stand upon this windswept cliff and tell you once again that I love you so now and for evermore.
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