AuroraAuroraAurora
At dawn, when the first sunbeam torn the darkness of the night, she got up. She sat at the edge of the bed, feeling the warmth of his body right behind her back, she looked through the window and smiled warmly at the sky and the pink line of horizon. She bent around and stroked his cheek tenderly. For few minutes she listened intently to the calm breath of her beloved, satiating her eyes with the picture of him sleeping right next to her. She leaned to him, soothing a wisp of hair behind her long pointy ear embraced with many rings.
He smiled blissfully under her
--
"Your rethoric wit is matched only by your charm"
"And my ability to get other people to flatter me"
"And that..."
--
« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
--
Previous PageNext Page