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Garima Chhajed

Romance Crime Thriller

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Garima Chhajed

Romance Crime Thriller

He

He

1 min
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His radiant skin, shining as if it were gold

His dark raven hair covered his princelike eyes

Those eyes that pierced my shattered soul

His lips were as dark as blood, even darker,

The intolerable feeling as they touched mine

Those fine, slender fingers caressing me

The willingness to share a glass of wine

Never reigned so much in my head

But his ever so perfect touch left me dazed

The ends of his fingertips gently traced my hairline

He leaned over towards me in a different way

I couldn't stop myself from getting closer

His charming, slightly crooked smile,

His sweet smelling breath sure got me drunk

Never thought I'd feel it again, well not tonight,

Everything was a blur..


இந்த உள்ளடக்கத்தை மதிப்பிடவும்
உள்நுழை

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