He simply wished it didn't happen.
From the kiss he let her stole,
To the dreams he built with her.
If only life was good enough they would have been happy.
Making love all night until their voice gets soared,
Memorizing each lines, binding their body and soul.
Somewhere back in his head all he dreamed was her,
With his hands filling the gap on her body;
Down to her spine he dreamed to marry her someday.
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Love & Unhappy Endings | poetry
PoetryCompilation of flash fiction, prose and poetry. Words from wild imaginations. * * * Disclaimer: I do not own all the used photo attached in every pages. Most are from Pinterest, that makes me a Pinterest-whore (term used by my favorite author Colle...
