theartic The air was crisp.. a light shone shyly through Shadows played across his face.. Everything looks beautiful in soft
The mars and embarrassments
a cracked door.
light.
are not seen.. only bright green
eyes and a hint of excitement. Fingertips like
fire trace circles into
bare skin.
Searing their mark. .forever etched.
Locked
into each other's souls.. nothing can shake the stare
of
longing.
Bonded together by uncertainty but unwavering emotion.. he holds her.
No
longer are the worries of her soul haunting hen.but a warm,
giddy feeling replaces
fear.
Like a soft blanket enveloping her soul. .his fingertips run
down
her body.
Electricity
is
certain.
am looking forward So am L. So, am.. I...
"I
to this.."
he murmured into her ear...
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