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Love Is A vine That Grows Into Our Hearts
A part of us remains where ever we have been.
A smile is nearly always inspired by another smile.
Love dictates, but a kiss writes the secrets of the heart.
Love is a sudden revelation: a kiss is always a discovery.
Man loves little and often: Woman much and rarely.
One kiss breaches the distance between friendship and love.
Anonymous
EDITOR’S NOTE
Originally published in PM News on 29 Jan 2003, p. 2. This diplomatic transcription preserves the wording and lineation visible in the archived page.