Loud love
Those nights where you get a taste of eternity
By Marianne LeePublished about 4 hours ago • 1 min read

The wind played the flute, while I danced with you.
Some nights are more binding than wedding vows.
You looked at me and I blushed through the roof.
I started to fall in love and it was so loud.



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