She looked at him with a gaze that was as heady and intoxicating as the dark wine she swirled in a crystal glass. He had never before felt such tender, true love in his heart as he gazed into the heavily lidded eyes that were the gateway to a soul that was his own as much as it was hers. They drank each other from the crystal glass of sensation until their souls were drunk on the chaotic serenity of love.
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
She looked at him with a gaze that was as heady and intoxicating as the dark wine she swirled in a crystal glass. He had never before felt such tender, true love in his heart as he gazed into the heavily lidded eyes that were the gateway to a soul that was his own as much as it was hers. They drank each other from the crystal glass of sensation until their souls were drunk on the chaotic serenity of love.
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