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The Artic
from Legacy 2008
The Artic
The air was crisp..a light shone shyly through a cracked door.
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Shadows played across his face..
Everything looks beautiful in soft light.
The mars and embarrassments are not seen.. only bright green
eyes and a hint ofexcitement.
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 ofher 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.
"I am looking forward to this.." he murmured into her ear...
So am I. So, am.. I...
