Monday, May 3, 2010

The One Where We Seal It.

Dear Lover,

Eskimo kisses.
Butterfly kisses.
Shared spaghetti kisses.
And passionate ones too.

But never a peck.
(Unless of course it involves a night cuddled up on the couch with Rome, Gregory and a Vespa.)

Love,
Me.

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