un-knowns prov....(guy that sends her roses)
I stay posted in a tree outside her window watching her sleep. she is so beautiful. the moon light coming through the window makes her skin glisten making her look even more beautiful. she is my sole mate.
soon the time will come for her 18th birthday, and her 18th rose. in three weeks she will turn 18. on that day I will finally make her mine; and no one will stand in my way I love her to no extent. not being able to be in there with her kills me; burns me from the inside out with desire.
she is my sole mate. my one true love. I dream about every thing that I could do. that I want and need. to feel her soft skin against mine, to feel and taste her soft lips, to hear her laugh, to make her smile. And to feel the love that I have for her; for her to feel for me. She is my rose. my love.
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finding rose
Werwolfthere is a story of a girl and her mate, his true love. ever since this girl was born she got one single white rose every year on her birthday. the roses never die. her mate always watched over her. watched from the tree out side her window. now th...
