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They seemed to stand there forever. Time didn't exist for them. His arms wrapped around her like a warm scarf on a cold day. They were suspended in that elusive moment between what was....what is....and what will be.
The wind seemed to halo her hair around her face. twisting tentacles of gold in her eyes and in that moment, she felt his lips, moving, pressed to her hair murmuring....
Entwined together, as if they were in a constant swaying dance. suspended just for a breaths length, and then gone, whipped away by a breeze.
She thought she heard an echo nearby, an invisible waltz between the sands....passing between each star.
Alone in the moonlight with a ghosts arms wrapped around her, like vines, like ropes, like chains....
She listened to the water dance, trying to hear his words. They were sad, they were happy, they were passionate.......
......and they were just not there.
Posted by dreampower on 2009-09-07 18:00:44 | Rating: | Views: 118
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