Fair as the autumn winds, her beauty matches no other. Hair as golden as the sun and eyes shining greener than a jade, her beauty matches no other. I hold her face, gently caressing the soft skin before I kiss her.
Being with is nothing short of a dream, one that is real and tangible. One that is everything I've ever wanted; for someone to love and dote on and to be treated the same by them. I hold her close as our limbs stretched to wrap around our body. With nothing between us, we kept our voices to a low and whispered to other, a bundle of sweet promises and nothings.
Our embrace and whispers continues, we lay on the soft fabric of our bed as our legs tangle and wrap. It wasn't long before either of us lose the other in an affectionate slumber. We hold the other close, wishing to stay close and to prevent a separation. Our sweet whispers lowers until they are nothing more than hums of our slumbers.
The Green Page. A small, personal project. I don't expect it to do anything other than store the things I write. There is no order, see it as an anthology of small stories that is able to fit in a green page of a small note book.
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