I often say how I long to caress your petals or your silken skin, but you don’t realize the importance the word “caress” holds. It’s the beginning of something phenomenal; potential energy for the most delicate of fragrances. When I say I want to caress your stem, I’m saying I yearn to cherish this very word itself. Please understand Madam of pink caress, my love is yours and yours alone. I know I’m putting a lot on your plate at once; I’m not trying to rush a union with you. I’m simply trying to express what lies within me. I want to take my time to learn everything about you through hours of conversation: your favorite food, least favorite movie, every minuscule detail about what makes you you. I’m just pouring my feelings into the air and waters so you’ll know the severity of my LOVE FOR YOU! I hope you have a nice evening
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