When souls begin to dance together, in all the ways that could ever matter, pure love begins.
Upon this path that is yours and mine, our feet begin to dance to the music only we can hear.
As tousled hair meets bonny wind, as cheeks take a rosy glow, they begin to dance together.
Dancing together amid the light, amid the evergreens and aromas bright, they were more at home than they'd ever been.
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