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" All of life is peaks & valleys. Don't let the peaks get too high and valleys too low. "
* John Wooden *
Beautiful flowers of daffodil covered the land I was swaying around in, my eyes were covered with some velvet cloth and he spun me around like I was a feather and my feet obeyed his instructions calmly, as if my soul belonged to him. His hands were resting on my small waist and entwining my other hand was his large masculine one, ensuring and assuring that I was eternally his. What a blissful moment it was!
Butterflies spread their wings with their awestruck dance performances as if cohering to the tune, syncing coordinately with our own steps.
I laughed at what he whispered in my ears, brushing his lips from my earlobe to beyond that and inhaling my fragrance as if he was memorizing the particles of the perfume i withheld.
' What are you doing Azfar, it's ticklish there. Sto-p-p-p ' I managed to say somehow, but denying with an evil nod, he instead thought about carrying me in his arms and the mere thought of what was about to occur next, had raised every inch of hair covering on my skin.
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