"Entwined, our arms are tangled lianas of hugs."
"Romeo
So do not move, while I collect
The fruit of my prayers. And my sin
Expires through my lips to yours.
; ; ; He kisses
Juliet
It follows that these are my lips
Who are you sin they have made.
Romeo
The sin of my risers? Oh how lovely
to push the blame! Give it to me!
He kisses her again
Juliet
There is religion in your kisses. "
Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
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