Monday, June 29, 2015
The art of wooing.
Maybe I make a mistake. In not wooing my true love all of the time.
Wooing should be a full-time occupation/endeavor. Think about it. Wooing
is one of the nicest aspects of love. There is no better time than the
wooing time. Too many lovers get sidetracked. They stop wooing. And
that's a pity. I am resolved. To woo my Italian amore. Without end.
Another proof of my on-going love and devotion. --Jim Broede
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