Vingt-huit

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"What?"

"What?"

"You're smiling."

"So?
I smile when I'm nervous."

"Nervous?
What is the bravest princess nervous off?"

"You know."

"I know."

They were lying on their back,
Aimlessly looking at the starry skys,
They were holding hands the whole night,
Not wanting to let go,
They stole the look of each others eyes once in a while.
They both were nervous,
So nervous on how this might end.

"Don't think."

"Yes, I just,
Okay like here we go-o-oo"

"Ahh dammit,
This is so much hard."

"It doesn't have to be"

Agnes placed her hands on Désirs' cheeks,
Then she got closer,
They can almost feel each other breath.
Just don't think.
They closed their eyes,
They smiled because they finally had their true-loves kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you."

Désirs then kissed her forehead,
As they laid again in the ground,
Now they could be sure what they were,
They didn't look at the sky anymore aimlessly.

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