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From the desk of George A. Pappas

Let's play a game. You tell me your fears and your hidden desires, and I'll tell you about my dreams and hopes. When we'll talk, we'll talk for endless hours. My name will become a part of your 'Good morning' and your morning coffee. At night we will dance through the back streets of Athens, even when there's no music. You'll look me in the eyes as you drink your wine, and afterwards as we stumble drunkenly towards your car we'll kiss for the first time and it will take your breath away. Our world will be torn apart. Running through the rain, you'll lie outstretched and naked and vulnerable on my chest, and you'll fall asleep listening to the sound of my breathing. Now we have become one soul in two bodies. And whoever first says, "I LOVE YOU,"...loses.

Let’s play a game.
You tell me your fears and your hidden desires, and I’ll tell you about my dreams and hopes.
When we’ll talk, we’ll talk for endless hours. My name will become a part of your ‘Good morning’ and your morning coffee.
At night we will dance through the back streets of Athens, even when there’s no music.
You’ll look me in the eyes as you drink your wine, and afterwards as we stumble drunkenly towards your car we’ll kiss for the first time and it will take your breath away.
Our world will be torn apart.
Running through the rain, you’ll lie outstretched and naked and vulnerable on my chest, and you’ll fall asleep listening to the sound of my breathing.
Now we have become one soul in two bodies.
And whoever first says, “I LOVE YOU,”…loses.

 

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"The world belongs to us; to us who steal kisses at bonfires, to us who stay up laughing with friends long after you have gone to sleep, to us who dance with reckless abandon..."
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