Her soft, warm cheek curved br into her downy angora sweater br and tickled her arm. br Fresh, fresh womanhood of love. br br Our hearts danced, listening br to love's music masterpiece. br We pretended we desired love, br our eyes wide open to youth. br br We were unfinshed, incomplete br as desire swept between the sheets. br A song of love, soft like red wine, br cool at midday, silky at sundown.