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His fingers brushed the path of her arm From wrist to elbow to shoulder Gradually resting at the nape of her neck Her head lolled back Resting its weight in his offered cupped palm Her breath reduced to a sigh She briefly closed her eyes Before pulling away from his touch And hurriedly walked off in her own direction No words were said, no declaration, but his outstretched hand Spoke volumes
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 6:00 PM UTC
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