I changed the writing sequence of this book in which I'll be writing a story of a girl who is writing about her lover. This is written as if she was talking to the journal but later on will change.
*BWWM IS WHEN IM WRITING ABOUT THE GIRL AND HER MAN...
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We laugh, we bathe in its ethereal glow Delicate hands searching, finding, exploring pearls, treasure, long lost secret land
Not long until like the waves we crash Dressed in thick foam to wash ashore Sweetly softened by the silken sun, we melt Into the heat of the golden morning.
