June 20, 2014

True Love, Young Love

She stands there, waiting for him to arrive. She wonders if he will ever come to find her. She waits for another moment and looks around. Turning over the idea of leaving in her mind over and over. Then he's there, walking up from behind. He finally reaches her and wraps his arms around her. He leans over just enough to whisper in her ear "I love you." She recognizes his voice and the warmth radiating off his strong muscular arms. She repeats the phrase back to him as he twirls her around. They gaze into each other's eyes with such affection that it would melt even the coldest of hearts. Then, for just a mere moment, their lips meet. Chills run up their spines as their knees grow weak. Then they just stand there. Spending borrowed time, as they embrace one another. Surrounded by an overwhelming feeling of passion and joy.

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