Random musings in poetic prose.... Women are strong. Some don't need a man. But others chose to be with a man. Strength recognizes strength. Only he who is worthy... can play the keys and make them jingle his tune

Too Fast?

Nothing like that rush and sweet giddy feeling of falling in love. Nothing like that state of anxiety wandering if this feeling is real or will last. Can one fall in love too fast? Does it even matter how fast? Just maybe, let's slow down just long enough to find the sexy in falling in love... even if a bit fast. Trust me, it's worth the fast read. (play on words fully intended)

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