Her fingers softly trace his ear and down his jawline, across his lips and down his neck and her hair spills across him . She presses her hand down his shoulder to his arm, all the way to his fingertips, and he feels his breath stolen. She's a thief..
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
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Beautiful and sensual
Almost took my breath too! Lovely.