One Day: Mutual affection enfolds asphyxiating grasp over intertwined limbs; silky sunsets and solid gold romance supervene; intense re-christening ceremony commences: now we are Baby, Honey, Sugar, a veritable saccharine snowballing of confectionary epithets.
Some Day: Paroxysms of sobbing, my peculiar inamorato vaporizes...
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