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She slipped quietly away in the night out the door Not to flee Although she wanted to. But simply to look at the sky. To find the moon that she knew lied above her over crowded and young head She smiled up at the blackened sky. Then she found the object of her affection. Brightly shinning on her nearly carmel skin. She spoke sweet words to the light that was in the darkness. She made it brief but she longed to be embraced. She smiled and she breathed deeply. She felt her insides grow with warmth. She wished for more.. but for now the light of the moon would have to do. “I love you,” she whispered then she again hid away in the house once more with hope for a better tomorrow.
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
The light of the moon
She slipped quietly away in the night out the door Not to flee Although she wanted to. But simply to look at the sky. To find the moon that she knew lied above her over crowded and young head She smiled up at the blackened sky. Then she found the object of her affection. Brightly shinning on her nearly carmel skin. She spoke sweet words to the light that was in the darkness. She made it brief but she longed to be embraced. She smiled and she breathed deeply. She felt her insides grow with warmth. She wished for more.. but for now the light of the moon would have to do. “I love you,” she whispered then she again hid away in the house once more with hope for a better tomorrow.
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
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