“Oh life with your elegant surprises.”
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Shooting stars, running for a split second across a dark violet sky. Hot breath escaping a wide open mouth, and blocking the view. The car hood gives a perfect bed,
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Warm fingers intertwining with cold ones; tingles and shivers running up arms. Nose to nose, eyes focused, and chest tightened.
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15 feet high. Water below, and a rocky edge. Run and jump…or die. Fast currents take away the little bodies, and the white foam sticks to faces like cotton beards. A natural rock slide, with a smooth surface. At least smooth until the end. Fabric snags on a little rock.
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A little snub nose, big blue eyes, and a thatch of black hair. Little fingers curl around big fingers. Feet kick out with uncontainable excitement with this new world. New faces, colors, and sounds. Exploration through taste the most effective.
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The high notes of a trumpet seductively swaying through the air. A keyboard, meshing notes together. He leans in, arms around a skinny waist. His kisses, soft, and slow.
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Snow, white and beautiful. Gorgeous droplets of shimmery prisms. Pants soaked all the way through. But no one caring. Snow forts are worth the uncomfort.
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