Burning, quivering Staring into the junoesque Handsome face of oblivion Noticing the slight curvature In the features of her smile As the moonlight radiates over her skin Showing crevices, indentations Around that little grin But it moves closer Steadily advancing on her guard Both women amazed at their own actions Harming no one Naïve in… Continue reading Remembrance and Longing
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She sighed and closed her eyes, leaning back and enjoying the wash of cool breeze across her face. She’d come here to try forgetting him, but every time she put on her clothes she smelled his scent.