Mar 29, 2015
for senatora
THE SWEET SMELL OF HER DULL fragrance invaded sensitive senses, familiar and heavenly. His angel of the cosmos stood before him. Swelling with pregnancy, dark curls of hair falling down her back. He thought to himself, ‘ How could anybody be so beautiful? ‘ Strong, calloused fingers delicately trailed along the line of her jaw, only ending at the point of her chin ( now held between forefinger and thumb. ) His lips could not help but press themselves against the soft flesh of her own before pulling away. Mouth curved to open into a large, open smile. One he reserved only for her.
❛ I have MISSED you. ❜