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Love's elusive fragrant has been worthy of such a title
Sence of smell rendered useless
Such a shame
I've been told no smell is greater
I'm optimistic that a first hand experience is on the horizon
Never have I been so prepared
Gone are the days of my rambunctious youth
Oh, what a marvelous man I have become
With the ability to create songs sent from heaven
And speak words influenced directly by The Heavenly King himself
Intentions as pure as an infant
My only goal is to love you
Unconditionally
Until I perish
An angel is required to unlock such devotion
Nothing less will do
But there are many who walk among us
Here's to our inevitable, timely encounter
Cheers