She moulded her lips to his in a kiss that sent a flame trickling down her spine.
His lips were soft and plump, like a strawberry and she found herself thinking that she didn't care if she could not hear his voice.
Because she could feel his heart.
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RomancePeter saw her at the park everyday. He didn't know her name, where she came from, what music she listened to everyday. But he felt like he knew her his whole life.
