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oh but for a moment of sweet, foolish fun. smouldering coals glow bright with gentle touch. a moment of young, lovely bliss, a kiss shared - a real one, not the farce of hours prior - from one who is interested. conversation spills out, and with it, admiration, affinity, some sense of belonging. silly things, not heavy, but light. float above the damp night grass - soar amongst the clouds gathering above. push past the smoking remains of the fire up the stairs laughter, smiles, warm skin nobody's business but ours
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
soft, sweet spring night
oh but for a moment of sweet, foolish fun. smouldering coals glow bright with gentle touch. a moment of young, lovely bliss, a kiss shared - a real one, not the farce of hours prior - from one who is interested. conversation spills out, and with it, admiration, affinity, some sense of belonging. silly things, not heavy, but light. float above the damp night grass - soar amongst the clouds gathering above. push past the smoking remains of the fire up the stairs laughter, smiles, warm skin nobody's business but ours
nobody's business but ours... a kind face and listening ear
fiachrabreac
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
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