Giving My Heart

Giving My Heart

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Dec 28, 2016
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He was just as gorgeous in the morning light then he was last night as the moonlight hit every inch of his strong masculine body. I could still feel every touch and caress as if he was standing directly in front of me, and my lips tingle remembering how our lips fit perfectly together. I knew that I couldn't stand in his doorway ogling him forever because he would eventually wake up and that wouldn't be good for either of us. Clutching my clothes from the night before I took one last glance at the stranger before me knowing that I would never see him again. I turned and walked away only left with my memories of our love making and his shirt that I wore to remember the nameless stranger by.
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"You keep crying over him Kwanda and you're missing what's standing right in front you. He was never yours in the beginning." He whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine which made my breath hitch. "Wh-what d-do you mean?" he was so close to me that I found it hard to breathe. "It's me Kwanda. I'm your one." He brushed his lips on my ear when he whispered making my knees buckle at that. .

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