Only Her

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   I could hear and feel her heartbeat. They were short and rhythmic beats, more and more calm, less frequent.
    I could feel the heat that radiated from her body. I could feel it. Her fine and cold fingers were gently going through my hair, playing with it and at the same time letting me know that I was safe, nothing could make me I feel safer than that.
    I was lying on her chest. I could smell her. Only her. The perfume with light tones of vanilla and licorice, the smell of coffee soaked in her velvety skin and that aroma of her. Nothing smelled like her. Only her.
    Her hair, slightly curled and of an impeccable, shiny and fine part, sits gracefully on her thin shoulders. I carefully analyzed her face, her eyes, her lips and all her perfect details. Her eyes were brown, with thin eyelashes, covered with mascara and her gaze was so sincere and calm, I felt at home. Her full and soft lips were reddish, just like a rose, and cheeks as red as peonies, with a few small and erased freckles. Shee had the most angelic face I've ever seen.
    Her frail and fluttering body was covered by a white silk dress with frills decorated with a sparkling thread, you had the impression that she was carried by the wind, as if she were flying. She looked like an angel, she seemed to have come down from the sky. It seemed all so unreal-
    I loved her more with each passing second.I couldn't describe what I was feeling for her,the way I would have died,killed and sacrificed for this woman.