She is wild,
He is hopeful.
She is fierce,
He looks confident.
She is a dreamer,
He is realistic.
She is incomparable,
He is desired.
She is strong,
He pretends to have strength.
She unwillingly wears a mask,
He chooses to be a hoax.
And, sometimes, the positions reverse.
She wants to be free.
He knows he is her exclusive ticket to freedom.
She is fire.
He is water.
She combusts quickly.
And even though he helps to control her flame,
The blaze of their love attains the highest temperatures.
Because she is his wildest dream,
And he is her biggest down-to-earth sin.
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Letters to Josephine
FanfictionEngland, 1781. Where the rich become richer and the poor struggle to survive. Where your last name, money, and lands decide your social status. Where a good marriage is the biggest achievement for a woman. Where the role of a man is to support his...
