As I find myself in a state of sorrow, one look from his brown eyes, lifts my spirits greatly. As he nuzzles into my embrace, the smile that plays about my features grows ever more brightly with each moment he continues to show his love. As I lean down to kiss the top of his head, his excitement for my affection and love…begins to show in his being greatly.
Copyright/All Rights Reserved Liliana Marks 2011
Sep 20, 2011
Sep 20, 2011 at 1:29 PM UTC
As I find myself in a state of sorrow, one look from his brown eyes, lifts my spirits greatly. As he nuzzles into my embrace, the smile that plays about my features grows ever more brightly with each moment he continues to show his love. As I lean down to kiss the top of his head, his excitement for my affection and love…begins to show in his being greatly.
Copyright/All Rights Reserved Liliana Marks 2011
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