We walked in the rain
I showed her my scars
She showed me her pain.
We kissed in the mist of a late spring downpour
I wanted more
she told me to wait
It got late
and later still
Until I could stand it no longer
our kisses became stronger
and we made our way into the break of a new day.
She became shy
I asked why
told her, I had died in her passions
she said, 'old fashioned'
and she gave me that look
that took me away
I wanted to stay.
Without her I'm lost
tossed like a ship on the uncharted seas
She will do as she wishes
Please wish for me
Hermione.
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 5:14 PM UTC
We walked in the rain
I showed her my scars
She showed me her pain.
We kissed in the mist of a late spring downpour
I wanted more
she told me to wait
It got late
and later still
Until I could stand it no longer
our kisses became stronger
and we made our way into the break of a new day.
She became shy
I asked why
told her, I had died in her passions
she said, 'old fashioned'
and she gave me that look
that took me away
I wanted to stay.
Without her I'm lost
tossed like a ship on the uncharted seas
She will do as she wishes
Please wish for me
Hermione.
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