We woke up, blinded by the light of the sun that slipped through the lightly swinging curtains. I would arise to your hair, some in my face and mouth, but most would camouflage your head which laid against my chest. I rested my head back down and didn't move a muscle in fear of waking such an angel from her slumber. Before I eventually dosed back off in the shroud of warmth from our blankets, a small, yet, peaceful sigh emitted from under the sea of hair. The source of such a sound soon scampered up my body and landed a kiss that seemed to take days, weeks, years, to go by. My hand soon brushed your hair back from your face and with that you slowly pulled away, with a smile like no other shining bright between your rosy, blush-scorn cheeks.
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I had a dream about us
Teen FictionA dream I had last night I don't own the photographic content used in this media, all rights are reserved to their owners
