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It takes an old-fashioned love,
of those soft days that the soul cherishes.
A romance of letters, of flowers at the door,
where the touch of hands is the dance that awakens.
A love that respects, that breathes tenderness,
that intertwined souls keep their madness.
Of chocolates shared in summer afternoons,
and whispers in your ear, like an early song.
In this world, of ephemeral instants,
an old-fashioned, clean and sincere love is needed.
Where respect abounds, and affection is a shelter,
a love that lasts, that is our destiny.